roses an’ violets
roses are red, violets are blue
upon your lavender bed
your silken sheets follow your curves
rounded an' smooth like ivory's sheen
sculpted by Michelangelo's own spirit descended
from heaven to bring me your scent of flower's love shade
to warm my libido with the luscious flow
of your auburn hair, liquid in lightly laid sheens
shimmering roses are red upon your fragrant rouge flesh
bathed in the scent of your own feminine nectar
exuded from red's intimate pores whose sugar is sweet
like cherries in baskets of you
violet and purple partners in shades hinted of blue
tinting the sheets of your satin's hues
subtly flowing over your feminine form
in the faintest of light between the red of your lips
and the blue on the tips
of your beautiful toes
one to the other
ends of your spectrums i intimately know
the touch and the thought of your afterglow
cover me with your red ruby roses,
your warmest of buds
caressed with your lavender violets shades' blue
let me not ever lose sight of you