String of the ring

Blazing crimson colleen
A charm which remain unseen
Until she turned nineteen
I was addled in between
Have I inebriated morphine?
Or just a hallucination seen?
My black blend was flawless
Desire to be real, I obsess
Opportunity for my heart to express
The perfect moment to confess
Can I be yours or you be mine
Like red and black combine
A stunning theme to design.

                              -Prachi