Light like scarlet red
pointy like ruby starfruit
sleeping in the nettle towers.
Spicy and sour
soaked in burning water
to sip and imbibe.
Grown in autumn bushes
red berry trails
dwarf cerise shrubs
and rosy botanical farms.
The color of apples
the shade of ladybugs
and bitter like raspberries.
Tiny like painted almonds
big like juicy pomegranates
and glossy like lipstick.
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Some beautiful images in here ❤️ Talia
Loved this all Red poem! ❤️