You were red with love
but black I was made of.
Your presence, your glance, your eyes –
I am stuck paralyzed.
I kissed a thousand chests, to finally found you there
starring, breathing, living;
I lived winter days during summer rays
and I blessed the light after every single night.
sleeping in my bed,
slowly kissing my neck.
You were beautifully red with love
but suddenly black I was no more.
The fifty shades of grey
got into defined colors
and I was white,
I was blue
and I was shiny red,
-all at the same time.
Your hands on my body were violet,
your honest eyes were heaven made
and your lips, your lips are the guns between all the roses.
You were so red with love
and then red I got too:
You changed my life from black and white to la vie en rose.
Artwork by Kate Macdowell