The Man I Desire, Could He Be You

I don't wear glasses in shades of rosy pink 
and I don't believe that fairytales come true. 
But when I dip love's pen into indigo ink 
I create the man I desire. Could he be you? 

I sketch with words, the traits I most admire, 
Honesty, loyalty, with a dash of quirky sense. 
Give me a soft sweet kiss, set my soul afire 
Converse with me with lucidity, intelligence. 

I'll be at your side, your warrior princess, 
riding into adventures with my Sir Galahad.
I offer romance, roses, and feminine bless 
dressed in lace, I'll be sweet Victorian clad. 

I'll loose my hair beneath the silver moon; 
lean in soft against your masculine chest. 
Come hither, do not fear the windy dunes 
They'll soon abate once passion has its rest. 

I don't wear glasses in shades of rosy pink 
but I do love quills, in softly colored ink.

If there's a chance you have such knightly qualities,
Would you be interested in sharing life's frivolities?




~A collaboration of Mystic Rose and Lin Lane~
               December 15th 2015
Thank you so much, my sweet talented, Vienna,
for your romantic visions and soft shades of ink.

romanceromanticism

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