Soft Red Glow

the

soft

red

g.l.o.w

the visionary known

the hum of the universe

to tickle

to moan

exhalation of bells

a thousand (why not?)

a chorus of

Cheering

chirping

begat

syrups

breeding sweets

Dancing, your feet

never missing a beat

the rhythm your own

golden

(sparkled)

hymnals

searing hot

bellow below

The flash of blood bleeding

living

to know