ROSEMARIE JOY
Dark eyes captivates men
Wide and brownie, brilliant
Long eyelashes, flamboyant
A divine omen
Of pleasure and romance
Cheeks so tender to touch
Lips as if petals of roses
Whose mouth an oasis
Of love, no man could detach
Then who are you woman?
Give me your hand, oh dearest
Caress this ignoble face
To coddle, to surface
Ov’r your barest
Mounts, oh young lass
What did you say your name was?
There was joy in you instead
White band on your brunette head
The angel in you awash
All evil desires, damsel?
Since you’re a flora in my eye
And joy to my heart
No way cou’d my feelings be hurt
But ready to forgo and die
For Rosemarie Joy…
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