Scientist

The Scientist

Ode to you, my
sweet orchid;
once more, for your
love I bid.
Broke my heart and 
soul you did,
searching for the 
love you rid.
	And though our love could be so smitten,
	still by your lovely eyes I’m bitten.
Ode to you, my
sweet lily;
you the queen, I the
worker bee.
And though you sometimes
disagree,
my love is lost to
no degree.
	And though our love could be so smitten,
	still by your lovely lips I’m bitten.
Ode to you, my
sweet iris;
of all things most, your
love I miss.
With hair so soft and
skin sunkiss’d,
I brand your name, my
“Scientist”.
	And though our love could be so smitten,
	still by your lovely self I’m bitten.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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