Paint me red
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1 min readFeb 1, 2018
A Broken pulse hymns…
O Golden spectre, paint me Red,
Ere my optics wash them cerulean,
An unpredictable cold sea of boolean
Sighs longing a carmine flower head.An Iridescent sound covers the hiss,
irradiates my inner bliss…
But numb, perhaps reticent do you remain,
Underneath a slow motion rain…Will you paint me red?
- Frederico Vicente
