Blue

A love poem to death.

Dearest Madam, Lovely Miss 
Tell me true 
How many men have lain with you? 
Or set your cheeks to the color of a rose with their kiss. 
Could it be Oh dearest madam, Lovely miss 
I have done the same for you? 
Or has my kiss turned your rose cheeks 
to that sickly shade of blue. 

A simple fix! 
Warm blood from fingertips 
May turn your cheeks of chilling blue 
To the color of rose again. 

Dearest Madam, Lovely Miss 
Then may I lie with you 
As with all your lovers 
And praise your immortal beauty 
That falls short of many others. 
For I have seen true beauty 
And your eyes are lacking luster of its shine. 

So Dearest Madam, Lovely Miss 
Sympathies I offer you 
To see your crimson cheeks 
Fade to that sickly shade of blue 

Still many men have and will be lain with you 
I find your offer too generous to accept. 

Oh Dearest, Madam Lovely Miss! 
To lay in cold embrace 
And be forgotten in this bed 
while Men await you over head, 
I must decline. 
I have many years to waste 
Before we share our glass of wine. 

Please, Dearest Madam, Lovey Miss 
Await me fondly 
As I wait for you 
Until my rosy cheeks have matched 
Your sickly shade of blue. 

No simple fix. 
Nor blood from fingertips 
Will turn my cheeks of chilling blue 
To rose again. 

So Dearest Madam, Lovely Miss 
How many men have lain with you? 
Or turned your cheeks to 
The color of a rose with their kiss 
Can it be oh Dearest Madam, Lovely miss 
I have done the same for you? 
Or has this kiss turn my rose cheeks 
To your sickly shade of blue.

Reviews

[Mitchell J.U.]

there is a redundancy in this which I plan to... disarm in the near future...

[Mitchell J.U.]

wrote it years ago... will have to fix it later. Just getting stuff posted... Been off this site for almost three years and am real busy establishing myself again.

[ScaryTrees]

this is creepy and good
i like the tone you set, and you kept it consistent
nice rhythm and flow throughout except for maybe the last stanza
a little tweaking should be sufficient