And orange rust,
Fused together in perfect lust,
Honeys and purples and pretty pinks,
Enough to make the boys wink.
Lemon tea and golden brown,
With you lover watch and peruse,
The wonder of the universe.
It's a beauty that happens twice a day,
But in oh so many different ways.
Feel the heat.
Feel the passion.
It is of course the perfect fashion
Lie and wait to see its glory,
Or set a date and be all aury.
If Juliet is the sun,
Then Romeo is the night.
For what you see is an eternal fight.
To stay together through thick and thin,
But in the end they never win.
For one must leave,
And the other greave.
Once the sun sets,
The night time rules.
The diamonds all try to out shine each other,
But in the end it does not matter.
For once again,
The fight begins,
To be with the one you love