You're favorite color was red,
like love
and blood.
I think about this as I gaze at the roses outside my window
they are so beautyful, yet so strong.
There are seventeen roses on the rosebuish.
That was your licky number,
you told me.
Well, I felt so lucky with you.
But now I see that I must have walked under a scarlet ladder
because I have lost you
or maybe a black cat crossed my path
or seventeen red cats.
I don't know what happened. All I know
is that I miss you,
and you're two red lips.
Inspiered by The Scarlett Letter by Naplease comment and feedback below! thanks :) thaneel Haythorn <3