A Sour Song Poem by Cns 222

A pretty tree with cherry blossoms
Caused storm clouds a streaming sour song
Sidewalks are bestowed in beauty with the forbidden fruit
Pits are peculiar, but without they are not whole

Ruby red and a taste so sweet
A garden of eden is filled with envy
As the sun sets with serendipitous shades of scarlet
It smiles like a god that got gifts from a devotee

Now tell me Aphrodite, if I stay will there by dismay
As the doves dream we are no longer the same
And her lips are now stained of ravishing reds
It's the blood of a man who used to call her name