RED
Red can be a bed,
Without being said.
Roses are red and so is my bed,
I can even imagine bread being red.
Imagine a ball covered in red,
Walking down a hall,
And the hall would be so tall!
I tag red with a sense of emotion,
That can also be known as a love potion.
Love is strong,
Strong is red,
Red is quality,
And quality is anything.
Red is able as a table
That sells its capacity of love.
Daniel I say yes to this little beginning of your. Red makes everyone to see yo. Go on son 👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾
I love it Daniel ! This is impressive !
This is a wonderful poem! I can’t wait to read more of your work Daniel! 👏🏾👏🏾