For My Soft Peach
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
My touch is soft,
And so are you.
Orchids are white,
Ghost ones are rare,
Cheeks are pink,
And so is your hair.
Magnolia grows,
With buds like eggs,
Flowers are beautiful,
And so are your legs.
Sunflowers reach
Up to the skies,
My suit is blue,
And so are your eyes.
Foxgloves in hedges,
Surround the farms,
The indulgence is sensual,
And so are your arms.
Daisies are pretty,
Daffies have style,
My lover is passionate
And so is your smile.
Peaches are beautiful,
Just like you.
This poem was written by Peter Pearson on 03 March 2018. Document number: PK01
