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.