Dear Maria Flowera Torresa, Poem by James Corro

Dear Maria Flowera Torresa,

I would like to tell you that...

Just as I could, just as I would; I should stand by the feeling I showed.
An anatomy of fragile love coupled with Irony striving to exist through pleasantry.
Making me mystified as time goes by. I shall let the parts slowly unite then I'll start.
Eye should always love you. I can see all of them but my focus is defined and it is on you.
Sweet lips and a lying tongue might be my weaponry, but they are loyal to you and to my mother too
Certain left and right, these might be stained but a sanitizer will do. A lot of sanitizer will do.
Out of 5 women, I only touched one by one. Please pay attention, I only touch... I only touch.
Regarding to the confident turtle neck, I am just appreciative with your kind and it's fully functional.
Relax with no worries, this neck can't be re-twisted because it is final and fixed on you. No qualms.
On smelling my fishy side, my nose can relate much. It can only smell one aroma, side by side.

Love can be full of enigma but lust gives me dilemma. It excites and satisfies; betrays and kills.
On the deepness of blue (knowing me my hue) , gray has no room. Existent but neglected.
Veil me with your trust, it unveils me my discord then this blue dilemma would be destined with gray.
Empty me my cup of rage, fill me with your nature's tenderness and let us share the wine with gladness.
Stirred but not shaken, disturbed but not insane. Free the love that gives the meaning of forever.

You may now thinking and frowning too much. Trying to fathom but weary, unlucky, maybe ungainly.
Our words will always be the phantom. What defines the meaning is the course of our actions.
Untie your mind, trust your feeling and look every side. I don't have to say this but this is FOREVER.

Enigmatically yours,
What's your name again?
By the way, I'm James