The Scarlet Queen

Blue was the color
Or her piercing gaze
Scarlet the color of her hair

Black was the color
Of her broken heart
Where no one would even dare

A shadow of lonely
Enveloped her form
For no one seemed to care

Till one day quite slowly
A friend she found
But life had taught her to beware

So slowly and surely
They both came to know
The other was meant for each

Accident, not purely
They fell quite in love
And in marriage they made that last reach