Scarlet In The Smoke

A sorrowful figure

With eyes like burning coal…

Cloaked all in scarlet

A mysterious soul

A whirlwind of emotion

In those amber-like eyes

A traumatic past

In his heart resides

A love he once had

Has departed and left

Her ghost haunts his mind

His soul cannot rest

As rare as gold dust

And as striking, too

Dead, yet living

A man strong and true