In the heart of twilight, where shadows blend,
A scarlet whisper dances on the breeze,
With every beat, the colors twist and bend,
Painting the world in shades that never cease.

The rose’s blush in morning’s gentle glow,
A silent promise in its velvet sheen,
Crimson tides in rivers softly flow,
Telling tales of love yet to be seen.

The autumn leaves, a fiery cascade,
Whisper secrets to the waning sun,
In their descent, a masterpiece is made,
A symphony of reds, where nature’s song is spun.

As stars ignite the canvas of the night,
The crimson moon casts shadows deep and wide,
In its glow, dreams take their flight,
A dance of passionate hues, side by side.