Off Your Pinkness ( poetic ' sweet flower' version)

Oh sweet flower, your wetness slips

Off your pinkness, onto my lips

Flowing down, my waiting face

Passion drips and does race

Like my heart, that does beat

My lips you wet, with your beauty sweet

I drink slowly,your fine wine

That does taste,so divine

On your pinkness,where it slips

Coating with wetness my soft lips

Done