Through the white-tinged haze
Of water over a forest bridge
A girl in a red hood stops and shakes
Her feet leave stone-heavy steps
Yet the other side of the span gleams
A reflection of the sunlight
She thinks must not be far away
And so deceived, she continues on her way
Once, a second sun hung in the sky
But she saw that man was lonely
And so, she tore herself asunder into a million stars.
Shards of light made of the hottest, bluest flame
Fell in great arcs of fullness
As if to say, here is my heart;
Carry me in your pocket and know always
That you are loved
RED GLADIOLA 