might i make mention,
of a looming crimson sky
this moment now fleeting
and will quickly pass you by
in the light crimson lines
memories are there
it can quickly put you back
into the crimson I stare,
my days of youth gone
but, a memory doesn't age,
my thoughts of you linger
on a crimson stage,
these moments come and go
I want them all to last
my memories of you
are locked in a crimson past
might I make mention
about what you just read
the crimson is fleeting
but, the memories are in my head.

M Rene Riel

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-crimson-sky/