The Art of Seduction

The questioned posed, before I doze
What is your favorite color?
Without a doubt, pink has, such clout,
with shades, unlike no other.

It has a smell, all to its own,
a musky, sweet, aroma.
Just one whiff, will make me rise,
from sleeping, in a coma.

Pink is best, when on my lips,
relinquished, from my lover.
Rubbed from that what holds her pearl,
a box, that has no cover.

I cannot get, enough of it,
Pink morning, noon and night.
Id burrow deep, into a mound,
head first, till out of sight.

Ronald Edwards