Is this the red that it should have
dispersing art on painters’ canvas?
the red that matadors withhold from charging bulls,
the basis of a fare lady’s smile?
Is this the red that brightens skies,
turning green leaves to yellow
while branches shaking at the wind
to cast a morning mist?
I think it may just be the red
of Venus bare, emerging
the red of blossomed vibrant hearts
that meet in flesh, god Eros.