My Love In Red Poem by Hal Caufield

I have never thought of her in red.
Although that is all she might have
Once thought I had in mind for her.

I have thought of her in black.
A color that captures
The seriousness, depth, and keenness of her mind.

I have thought of her in blue,
And the wondrous pastels of spring.
The colors that reflect
The holiness, sacredness, and sanctity of her soul.

But when I have pondered her,
I have never before thought of her in red.
Crimson has always been a color of this earth.
And although I lust like every man,
That has never been what appeals to me.

But as my love has grown for her,
Through her, I have learned
How beautiful she makes the world in red.

She is a perfect palette,
A faultless rainbow,
The cacophony of spring.

And through her many colors
She has taught me
That the entire spectrum has meaning,
And that this life is well worth living,
Especially, while loving her in red.
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