I dreamed that your face turned black and white
That your kisses were pink
That your sex was bright orange
You thought it would be red
Like it should be
But no
It was obscure, and orange
You reached into my bright green soul
Nothing is red yet
Just hold on
If you know me
Something will be red
Maybe your arms
Maybe your legs
But I'm going to say
Your mind was red
Blinded by it
By the lust of the red
Steering you towards me
When you really wanted her
I tried to pull back
But those pink kisses were too strong
They fooled me
I thought that pink meant love
That's what the old stories said
But they're wrong
All of them
And to hell with whoever said pink was a Valentine's Day color
It's a color for bastards