Crimson Red (Zela Burg)

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A tattooed body of roses

A taste of honey in a cherry pie

An alibi

A path to no man's land

A world of dark passion

A world of great deception

It is not a caution

It stands in a narrow format

A hollow tree

A bleeding sparrow

A raging storm

Never the server

It is now a pick

To dress that tick

Shadows of past loves

Sink into the stale air

The air is fresh

The wind blows freely

Cheerfully and desirably

to the crimson ways 

Crimson ways of dressing.

Double dactyl

Zebra Supremacy

Hoo-ha, hoo-ha, hoo-ha

Born with black and white stripes

I prance about freely 

A creature of delight

One of the wild

A creature of day 

Vibrant and of one race

Not to be treated in spite