So, I wrote this poem because of a prompt I read online. Enjoy! 🙂

Red. The color of passion. It ignites everything it touches. From the sky that encompasses the world to the water that erodes the earth away. Red brings life to those who wear it and death to those who abuse it. It is strong enough to be picked out of a crowd, yet quiet enough to get lost in the moment. In the end, it doesn’t matter how it looks. It only matter on how it feels. Red ends like all great colors end. Together in the silence of the night. Not a murmur to its name. Just a hush.