Scarlet Dance

Chasing scarlet flow,

the fruits that feed the flames.

I've kissed the grace of dawn

and soundlessly escaped.

And all the feelings vibrant,

and all the leaves of scarlet dance.

The elevations join

and linger on display.

It's swirling in my mind

in illuminated waves.

And chosen winds will follow,

and all is warm of vital breath.

And all the feelings vibrant,

and all the leaves of scarlet dance.