It is the sensation of ripples when supple pink linguist leaves poetic yearning
fires touching on nape and taste,
lifting countries and new conquered kingdoms of skin
gooseflesh and earthquakes blood as lava
rushes in kabuki cheeks secret joy begins
red and parched
sudden seas of thirst parts / our senses / must breathe ... (like art)
Magic whispers kiss because touch enpassioned is red and wish.
3.
Love lorn letters
poetic bliss spontaneous wings born
each ache and void trumpeting words
when distance fails the hearts which speak
red
the oceans felt the tides that ebb hurried pleas
desperations red
when letters lose the dying magnitude
the importance and impetus
that love must free
clarion song of hearts are red
as are all kisses (scarlet) even to air and dead
begins on such lips
red....
Try starting with 3 and finishing with 1, and the story may seem more clear. Either way, the progression of emotion is the same... any questions please don't hesitate to message me.