Summary: Red…so many connotations…

Red

By Gothatheartholo

It is the passion of battle, swords clashing with each other harshly, limbs moving and intertwining speedily, trying to elude each other, take down, roll and survive.

It is the love, sharing the sweet gifts of affection and fervent kisses and loving words.

It is the flushing white cheeks of a flushed boy or girl who blushes as his or her crush says the loving words.

It is the endless lust and infatuation, bodies once again too lost in the hazy mists of desire and want.

It is the hateful sight of blood, bright and flowing and abusing, and the endless screams of pain and regret and unrequited love.

So many connotations, so many meanings, but simply, red is merely just…

A color.