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Little Red

           
When words become meaningless,          
left to ponder, setting them adrift          
over yonder, till meeting the horizon    
and joining of the sun with it's warmth  
all aglow from lands frequented on each  
returning day we breathe love into.          
           
Words exchanged, bartered,          
sold on silence          
I am the beauty in their absence
finding you speechless.           
           
Red be the colour of my tone that          
does rejoice in giving credence          
awaiting touch          
this acceptance          
my love for you          
clear to see.
Written by Lookawaynow (Rose)
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