Twas the dazzling,
red and black-neon mystery
coated in nimble stardust,
strewed all over the night-dusk city

Red love painted through crooked roads
and the blackened future unlit,
still morrow the cries it holds
of the colorless shadows

Pain and disgrace,
Sifting into the ache-less passion,
after shameless betrayal they'd face
what then sparked endless and elegant motion

With heads firmed up high
as twas the dazzling
red and black-neon mystery
of passion's road to stardust  memory