the color of love is red

the color of love is red

Roommates and midnight rendezvous.

Rothskeller in the evening,

rough hands much larger than mine.

Romance, this is not,

risk complicit or complacency.

Rogue kisses

reverent gazes.

“Roll me over.”

Rigid, you are now that it’s over.

Riptide took me in.

Riotous emotions inside of me.

Rings, my mind is now we are the way we are now.

Rings, I thought that far ahead.

Rings, we moved in one.

Regular strangers again, aren’t we?

Rebel tears escape.