My favourite shades of pink

As in the rise of blood, it seeks to undermine    
and leave you so tongue tied.  
Ships plater, toss the rivet piping hot    
malleable enough for the strongest bond,    
anchoring the cold steel plate,    
these are the ribbons, that were implied    
   
Frilly billows of candy floss, tie the sweetest bow    
as on base metal, the primer painted, to attire    
The breaking strains, of dawns caress    
the day that turns to  hazy fire.    
 Cool of night tries to resist    
   
Swallowing regrets, as we sit and sip    
our glass of chilled rosé.    
Jet trails, highlighted like tomorrows aspirations of life.    
 comes the evening chill, anticipating the mauve.
 Reflections of affection, the glow as warm as mink,    
these are my favourite shades of pink