I am RED.

I am RED.
I am heart, and muscle.
I am blood full of oxygen – most full as it meets the open air.
I am warmth, and love, and passion.
I am the veil of anger falling across hardened eyes.
I am the coldest part of a burning flame, but fire still.
I am the slow light, bordering the unseen, traveling the farthest unchanged.
I am the one tasked with exploiting weakness.
I am the first glow of iron in the forge.

I am the star moving eternally away from you.

I am a set of lips, painted to draw desire.

I am the command to STOP.

I am primary.

I am RED.