When Susanna Jones wears red <br />her face is like an ancient cameo <br />Turned brown by the ages. <br />Come with a blast of trumphets, Jesus! <br /> <br />When Susanna Jones wears red <br />A queen from some time-dead Egyptian night <br />Walks once again. <br />Blow trumphets, Jesus! <br /> <br />And the beauty of Susanna Jones in red <br />Burns in my heart a love-fire sharp like a pain. <br />Sweet silver trumphets, Jesus!<br /><br />Langston Hughes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-sue-wears-red/
