My Crimson Affair

by Jamie Gail   Nov 25, 2004


The color of crimson
Running down my hand,
The color of silver
Being pressed against my wrist.
Crimson, the color of love
A sinful, forbidden affair.
A young girl craving
Love and attention,
Soon I found love
With the embrace of a razor,
Hiding my new found love
My taboo love, my crimson affair

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