Rudolph and Vera (Seguidilla)

How you love the color red
still tickles me though.
You’re a box filled with wonder
with a sticky foot.
First fist of Father
I know you love color blue
as same as your name.

The apple of her Father
a cool tool of love
You’re a line drawn fourth at night
a ceiling till morn.
A morning mother
a fast sprinter out of webs
a call that cures souls.

Ruddapoet