Poetry about scary movies capturing the same essence in a short couple of phrases. 
Rose red
Drop of secret
Drip in head
Lips elegant
Just a sip
Is all she said
Whisper dreams
At your bed
It won’t take long
You’ll never even know
How the seeds of red
Continually, grow
Just a sip
Is all she said
Whisper dreams
When you are dead
@ Camile McGregor
Like something I’d write, but better. 😉 I love it.
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Thank you! 🙂 channeling a differnet mind this week
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