Red Blue and Black -- Lord De Cross in Colorful Poetry
Red blue and black
that scenario is back
fresh breeze from the start
red lips that cause no harm
red satin baby doll
perfect color the she chose
blue satin sheets around
adorning my pretty Rose
blackest night out there
bringing my blues to an stop
read head that inflames my desire
bluest eyes that dictated the rhythm of the night
perfect images from past encounters
clashing emotions that produce no blunder
perfect red wine to endure our bravest deeds
black olives that get lost in your lips
Light blue piano for a break with some grapes
playing the song that will send us back to bed
Mixing sighs with the keyboard and your unique charm
getting us ready to keep the words coming as one...
The words interlacing our hands and lips
putting the conjugating verb down to rest
not enough time to think about that Champagne
Just making the moves we know so well from the start
Classy moves sending blue moods
to the reddest crater inside the moon
not letting go that sparkling moment
that is a gift of love from every women
Shades of blue and black on that sky
that we see through the window tonight
deepest resemblance of passion with no end
foolishly forcing us to be more than just friends
Hungry for some fries and Caviar
meaning the night was more than just right
just follow my own moves and cadences
this food has all the ingredients with no offenses
Almost two hours of exploring the moon
red planet Mars causing you to swoon
This blue fallen angel from earth
coming to the rescue of you precious Pearl
asteroids, planetoids and black holes
ready to shake our Universe and more
The Sun, so red for the passion streaming from our minds...
coming to burn these feelings that survived Love from time to time...
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