A Scarlet Response

I unlatched the window facing the Ivy frontage The two trellis shutters went to play with the lights The crimson waves of your full barrage Inviting me to the velvet hilly heights Brenda Chiri looked from the far west Relaxed in her white tuberose fragrance 'No one can do romance like you', she stressed With delight the two teacups closed their distance I looked at the light playing on her angelic photo In the left hand upper corner of the compliment The morning sea in the violin and viola in legato The pink hilltops laugh with green agreement I turned my neck at the sunrise window When she came and stood there, I didn't know February 4, 2018