Blue has become his

Favorite color

While she paints the

Roses red

 

She splashes red on his

Blue shirt

And he pours a cup

Of blue down her 

Throat

 

The room is as white

As the snow

Before he flashes

A fiery blue sword

 

And with reddened eyes

She stares,

Cutting him in half

As he is rearranged

At the altar

 

While they fence

Slicing each limb

Painting the roses

Red and Blue

 

And the snow has 

Turned red,

The walls have become

A bloodied blue

 

For the white had melted

By Red and Blue's 

Blazing rays