Darling girl, you are so tempting,
In your low cut, sapphire gown.
Ruby lips make my own pucker.
Stopped by your mothers ashy frown.
Your violet eyes, fringed by jet lashes,
Pause to gaze at me and linger.
I almost voice my hunger
To place gold upon your finger.
I envy tangerine you're tasting,
As juice dribbles on your pearls.
My heart dances a fandango
As in vested chest it whirls.
Braving the wrath of your stern mother,
Regal in her olive dress,
My love is stronger than my fear, Dear,
I'm praying that our love she'll bless.
Colors: sapphire, ruby, ashy, violet, jet, gold, tangerine, pearls, fandango, olive
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2016