Oxblood & Scarlet

She walked past the camera cloaked in red casting a different hue. She strode past shades of humanity hidden in the murky depths of clothes in forgettable colors. She flaunted her bold choice of color for all to see. A young women navigating down a street and through life. She wore in red what the world told her she should desire, to be desired. Further down the road she came into focus again, this time she was too old to be young and too young to be old. She stood in silence on the bridge dressed in red but casting another hue. A twinkle of mischief in her eye. A woman in red, cloaked in desires she wore for herself and no one else.

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