Beneath the sky of twilightâs embrace,
The world is painted in shades of red.
A crimson symphony takes its place,
Where dreams and reality are gently wed.
The roses bloom with a fiery grace,
Each petal whispers tales untold.
In the dance of flames, their secrets trace,
A story of love, both young and old.
The setting sun, a burning sphere,
Casts shadows long and deep.
In its glow, our passions sear,
As whispers of the night start to creep.
Red rivers flow through veins of light,
A heartbeat of the earth below.
In every breath, a silent fight,
To keep the crimson spirit aglow.