Roses Are Red

ROSES ARE RED ROSES ARE RED The flower’s crimson cerise hue creates the petal’s grand debut of love and memories to recall my florid sanquine gift of all VIOLETS ARE BLUE Alzea breath with foxglove tones embellish with an azure clone herbaceous with a petal white where insects set and birds alight SUGAR IS SWEET Bright butterflies on zephr breeze sip nectar from Sakura trees I watch them dance from break of dawn on flowers where their wings adorn AND SO ARE YOU You sent me a bouquet of love drifting down from heaven above candy kisses sweet as fructose on bended knee you now propose * A collaborative poem with Jan Allison