Blood red.
it's captivating,
isn't it.
when it drools down the skin
clots it's path
and flushes the flirty cheeks.
when it spils out of the territorial body,
leaving a mark and
attracting attention.
blood red.
it's captivating,
isn't it.
when it can save a life,
where it could cost a life.
when the absence of it's occassional spill can mark a new life
whereas it's unnatural flow can take away an unseen life.
blood red.
it's captivating,
isn't it.
