Somewhere along the way -- I -- thought of blue.
Perilous skies; bottomless ocean swell
A compass to guide me not, I stood true
I was swallowed; drowned with no tale to tell
Yet a lingering -- Love -- for something red.
Blood: Crimson, sanguine and carmine so bright,
How I desired to rise from the dead
I tease, I tease, I will not die... No fright
Seeing -- You -- A broad spectrum aperture
made me believe in white; angelic wings.
My words flow with only one pure picture,
a sonnet wrote for a dream, please come sing
with a smile you'll punish me so fine
Remember I said, read between the lines