Red is a poppy, bright like blood
Red is a rose, both of love and hate
Red is temptation, as an apple is red
Red is a cherry, dangerously sweet
Red is her clothes, bold and daring
Red is desire, betraying and controlling
Red is her nails, dancing on metal
Red is her hair, long and stright
Red are her heels, long and skinny
Red is the lace, a border on thin silk
Red is her blood, spilled over the floor
Red is of death, the colour of Set.
A/N: Another colour poem. It's about a prostitute, and how she just couldn't handle how messed up her life was. So of course, she took the easy way out.