Red : Original Photo & Poem.

Red was the color of the sea, she held it close to her cheeks on nights run a foul.  She said I was the color of heart.  

Red was the night you fled, looking to be a star.  Much I cried in sleepless nights; the color of my eyes bleeding for a self that would never be, a butterfly as you. 

Red was the color of your lips, so young and so still. 

I pulled myself together from fragments but I am not what I was nor will be. 

The worms eat at my soul and you; you flew to the stars.—dago 

*In the broken & mirrored footsteps of William Blake's "The Marriage of Heaven and Hell." I try to combine my own created images with short and often dark pithy stories that slightly shimmer of joy. I am Mar, a.k.a Dago. Follow me @history4me2

*photo of me using photoshop, 2015.