a warrior in a red dress
A warrior in a red dress,
each point a wavy black tress.
Daggers sprinkled between each kiss,
two ends of a magnet embracing an abyss.
God-given communion self-denied
by minds unopened to His and Her eyes.
A fall in a flash; a white line
streaking boldly across the sky.
A calm, peaceful night. Forever lost
on two restless souls; serves us right.