red [a reprise]
art by Gustave Klimt
*original posting, September, 4, 2023, here tweaked, just a little.
By the road to the Emerald City Think of the colour, and it is you— it’s your mind it's your body it's your clothes! It warns me, the man, of danger warms the bull in me pulls me in deep where gladly I love flame die and am reborn in you. Mars wars, the Bordeaux grows and here on an ocean of poppies we get lost, make it, and sink into bliss together. Here I mine the cinnabar crystals of your soul, kiss you with cherries, take you with strawberries and with the unerring fingers of a chi master— massage the filaments of your rhubarbarian heart. I am your dog Clifford, adoring and devoted, Erik your Viking, untamed and vigorous. Always, I am always your beet your twizzler your Manfred Von Richthofen— le petit le diable le baron rouge! Think of the colour— and it is me.



Gorgeous! Your rhubarbarian heart stole mine :)
Ha! Great one. What fun. And I love "your rhubarbarian heart". So deeply untamed. Don't even try to get the stain out.