Midnight Romance

This small kiss placed on my lips I smile at Behind my eyes, a deep blood red appears For the lust, I feel is nowhere near flat Black Obsidian of this midnight nears Romance, breathe it in your lungs like gray smoke love radiating heat like dark charcoal smelling light pink of roses, I awoke The kisses down my neck, my heart, he stole The porcelain of my skin pressed against, His deep ivory, we're the perfect match Like a light blue in the sky uncondensed And a green absinthe, he would likely catch My heart in his hands like a brown sable "I promise this is love not a fable"