What could be called ire
Of flares is really
The red flame in fire,
Sparks soaring freely.
Red makes the world stop.
The blood from a cut
Or at the hill’s top.
It is color’s strut.
So how does Sky see
Red? Only as bright
Heat, that is the key
To a nearing light.
Her beauty is wrapped
Tightly in berries.
The color is trapped
In bowls of cherries.
Red relates to love.
It burns in the brain
As emotions of
Lovers start to rain.
The matador's cloth
Brings the bull down to
His haunches. What doth
Make the beast just spew?
It has been said that
it’s only the red.
He goes to the mat.
And the eyes are dead.
Red is the hue with
The strength of all life.
It is the true pith
Of the skin to knife.
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