Evaporated rose

And, with the color green, I

Draw hearts

In my brain;

Ane the sighs
Of daydreaming
With you

And, the decorum
Of your role,

Within me.

The triumph of your nards
That open in my chest

When I think of you,

My love, smelling,

To evaporated rose,

When being next to you.

And, my touch of red passion,

Melts me,

In your golden purple.