Red: As Described to the Blind Man

Warm, enveloping, almost hot - like the sun on your face, hazy - like the feeling of cotton swirling around your fingers or gauze rolled between your hands.

More intense, happier, than the blackness that you see with every moment - like the most intimate kiss you have ever received.

Swirling around and around.

Overpowering and pulsating like a beating heart.