She dresses in red.
Drinks red wine and dreams in colour.
She watches life through rose tinted glasses.
They shield her eyes from the azure blue of the day.
By evening her colour is spectacular, people stare in awe.
For just a moment she shines her brilliance, before the day dies.
Then all is black…
Until she drinks red wine and dreams overtake her.
Then, she dreams in colour.
S C Richmond 