Crimsoned
There she is crimsoned
bright-faced, smiling lips
beckoning me to hurry
shyly I watch it from near
piercing my innocent soul
with sharp unforgiving looks
violently looting my desires
Petals open and receptive
rosy and perfumed aroma
attack my nostrils fiercely
stigma swollen with ovules
eagerly wait for lost heart
it lies waiting impatiently
that both hearts may meet
and harass each other
in chaotic romance
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