A Girl in Red Dress

A scarlet freckle, a blood splash misplaced,

I see her glistening in the sun looking yonder,

the wind ruffling her scarlet tips,

a misplaced being, mismatched soul,

what brings you here, what is it that caught your gaze?

I see her bleed.

Blood gushing out, a scarlet freckle

on the face of the bright green earth..

Why?

I see her transform,

blood running dry,

the warmth leaving her veins.

I see her fly. Scarlet wings, dried of all life,

in a whisper does she sing her song

as she makes her flight.

A girl in the red dress,

in the middle of nowhere,

transforming, bleeding.

Oh how truly beautiful!

She takes her flight,

away she flies, 

bleeding,

crying,
singing,

away she flies,

to the worlds ever forgotten.

The girl in red dress.

A mystery on the face of the earth.

Praveen