I am the marks on a test
signifying mistakes and short comings.
But I am also strong
like a super hero's cape in the breeze.
I am sweet like candy cane stripes.
Innocent like the stitches on a worn baseball
barley holding it together.
But fear not, I am full of fire too
like red hots or red pepper in sunday sauce.
I am a bottle of fine wine
complex and warm
reserved for special occasions.
I am the whites of eyes
after late nights and tired tears that is.
I am stop lights and rail road crossings
Playing it safe.
Playing it by the rules.
Playing so no one gets hurt.
I am nothing dangerous
but bold yet full of mystery
like mars and thick layers of red lipstick.