Red dress

I should write poems about you but I'm out of words. You've taken my breath away countless time. You've taken it away from me again with elegance. A red dress, and lipstick to match. The colour of danger has covered the one I love. You've left me lost for words. Cannot begin to seek what was never meant to be found. My happiness is in the peace of finding my love for you. 

A sick man's poem. 

~Khwezi.