In the heart of every sunset’s glow,
Where fiery hues and passions flow,
A tapestry of dreams unfolds,
In shades of red, both bold and old.

The roses bloom in silent grace,
Their petals soft, a warm embrace,
Each layer tells a tale untold,
Of love and loss, of brave and bold.

In autumn’s dance, the leaves descend,
A cascade of red, where branches bend,
A whisper of the earth’s farewell,
In crimson tones, where secrets dwell.

Through every heart’s impassioned beat,
The color red finds its retreat,
A timeless song, both fierce and calm,
In every pulse, a soothing balm.