roses an' violets

classic poem romantic word play

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