Love in Red
Is it love
To take a bullet for someone
To stand in front of metal
And let it sink into flesh
Life into death
As effortless as leaping dolphins
Indifferent as love
Eternally shifting, only to wilt
When you fall back
Do you hear their cries
They have come to find you
Trembling through like water
When you lose all else
Stories, images, songs
Are the voices
What you hold onto?
Are they what
You bring along?
And blood
You were once bathed in it
The moment your eyes
Opened and touched
All of this world
That red in you
Flowing, running cold
When it comes back
Through flesh and vessels
To reach the paleness
Of skin in burgundy blurs
Is it lovely
Is it love?