Red is a common color.

Used to express anger, blood and hate.

But when i think of red I think of the sweet cherry, merlots that sickenly swim down my throat.

Of candy, blush lipstick that trace my lips.

Of red maples that glide towards the ground.

Of old brick houses that have vines scalling the exterior.

Of scarlet ladybugs who I tell my wishes to.

Of red cardnails that fly above me in the late crimson sky.

Or of how the red rose with its prickling thorns stays the flower of love.

Red and its shades enchant my everday life.