My Red Golden Hue

I see

it in 

your eyes

and I climb in

the backseat

with you.

The green

glow of

the car

reflects

the moons

intentions. 

Do not

get it 

twisted,

I will

get you

twisted.

But first

let me

remind

you who

I really

am.

I am

the lioness

of 

the doves.

I am the

wild

wind

that will

leave you

breathless.

I am 

the bridge 

to your

best memory.

And you

will

never forget 

me and 

my red

golden

hue.