St Maurice's High School: Victoria Lowe



Red, Red Ribbon

Unravel me
Caress my silky, smooth skin
Indulge in the perfection of my rough stitch,

Run your fingers down me
Hear the soft, calm humming of my breath,

Smell my sweet refreshing scent,
My colour is rich, blood crimson,
My eyes are filled with threat and excitement,

Obvious to the dead of night
A shining star in the darkness
I stand strong with a constant shine on my exterior,

But.... My exterior weakens without the support of your firm hands,
It falls flat with no revival.

So... Unravel me
Make me feel wanted
Wrap me around the sweet hair of a stranger.

by Victoria Lowe