like the red sock that inadvertently
ends up in
the white laundry
you slipped unnoticed
into the centre of my
plain vanilla white world
you were striking and colourful
boldly stepping into
boldly stepping into
the unguarded door
of my heart.
you invited me to dance
a slow twisted tango
and i blushed subtle shades
of scarlett at the heat
of your touch.
gyrating, rotating
to the beat of a spinning drum
bleeding all over
me, 'til
i was bled dry
bleeding all over
me, 'til
i was bled dry
love cooled, 'cause you changed
the choreography
the choreography
then tossed me aside
leaving me with only warm memories
and a crimson stain
it's a cycle i will repeat
fully aware that
this isn't normal. i believe normal
is just a setting on
is just a setting on
the tumble dryer
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