Crimson Wall

The walls are brightly colored
Stained with crimson,
Adorned with shame
And drifting shadows form silhouettes
that disappear, consumed by darkness.
With vision only night bestows
You can look toward your crimson wall
Seeing only shades of gray
and the faint outline of my face
That fades with morning’s light
Then with the break of dawn
the shadows disappear from your eyes
You can see clearly now [...]