Red.
Red was her dress on the day you met
And the blood that sped up in your veins when you made eye contact
Red were her lips the first time you kissed her
And her cheeks when you told her she's the most beautiful girl you've ever seen
Red were the petals you spread on your bed when you made love to her for the very first time
And her nails when they scratched your back as she held you tight.
Red are the roses you gave her when you asked her for her hand
Red is the fire in your heart you still feel every time you touch
Red is your love for her
Red.