Kelly Boesch Ai Art - AI Transforming Scenes

The color is a bruise, a raw and sudden thing
It lives inside my veins, it makes the silence sing
It's the heart's fierce beak, a secret
I can't keep
It's a lover's breath, a promise buried deep
Red on my skin, red on my soul
It's where I begin, it makes me whole
A furious truth, the wine on your lips
A memory of youth that burns and rips
Red on my skin, red on my soul
It's where I begin, it makes me whole
Red on my skin, red on my soul
It's where I begin, it makes me whole