Roses and Lovers

A rose can set the tone In a bunch or all alone Petals fragrant and fluted Like a metaphor, red flushed Like a virgin kissed to blush Blossom lifted to my lips A gift from mine to my lover Perfume bringing us together Tongue upon the thornless bud It is the beauty that maintains The flower stimulates my brain Trembling and dew decorated A rose assaults the senses Tears down all the fences Leaves open wide on stems In accepting my loving gift Can your passion rise swift As we entwine, climbing vines Cloris the Goddess of Flowers You lay naked on a soft bower Holding your hips, inside you Timely blossom releases its perfume A universal metaphor of the womb Moved by breezes becoming a storm A rose presented to you from mine Moment stretches into ****** time Pollen of love upon your belly