Your ex-girl friend looks like ice
and I'm fire.
Talk me down to Earth,
the energy has ***** my heart these days.
Desire.

Sacral chakra running roses through the ground.

Dragon's blood ink - I wanna write your name.
It's red like eyes from the winter, red like boiling point.

Do you miss my lipstick or Scarlett - my name?

The color of a liquid you would sacrifice for injustice
in the name of a government.

Red like the sheets in the hotel bed when I took your virginity.

The color of the gang you represented at every night club,
the hand motions from club meetings that yearned rebellion.

I want to see your tattoo I drew to depict you a month before you got it.

Red like cop lights that saw the last of you.

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