Fallen Rosebud

 
You remind me of Autumn
your simple grace
can be compared to a rosebud
falling in the wind.

Your presence blessed me
the soft tone of your form
as you brushed against me
moving flirtatiously, subtly.

Your scent lingers on my mind
and your sudden touch of kindness
pulled me, strongly attracted
I gazed into your almond-shaped eyes.

I think of you incessantly
here at your mercy
your beauty titillates me,
tantalizing my thoughts.

I saw you last week
passing your way, I spoke
you replied but seemed shy
or was I the one speechless?

How could I communicate
make visual my appeal
centered around you
you are sweet like a sunflower.

Light morena, your skin color
your face clear with luster
as the full orb moon
against a blue twilight sky.

I wish I could tell you
how you remind me of Autumn
your simple grace
I compare to a rosebud.