I am a sea of emotionally filled blood
Wherein if thou swim, it will paint you in red.
Many may hesitate to dive in fearing the red,
Even though the rose- confessing love, is clad in same!
I drench the beach when is dry,
So we can run our fingers on it, and
Carve the home of our dreams.
Then lay on my sand, and painted in red again,
Because I am a sea of emotionally filled blood, and
I will not let the colour turn dull.