Red Flags

I saw the red flags.

Waving in the wind.

So inviting they looked,

As if they were waving me in.

Without caution I walked,

Awed by the way they swayed.

He held my hand,

And stole my gaze.

I watched him walk

I watched him talk

So beautiful,

So profound.

I lost myself in his eyes,

And never got back,

The pieces he shattered to the ground.