Human
Droplets on the skin,
A curve of scarlet red,
Wearing thin,
A structure that’s distinctive to your soul,
Can’t control.
A burst of ventilation,
Entwined with it’s expressions,
Of a past, present future as a whole.
Warmth radiates off layers,
Witnessed by creators,
Foundation, it is flowing,
Never ending,
Comforted and caressed.
Hardened piece of stone,
Encloses a scarlet thrown,
Life that is valued at its best.
