Black Rose Poem by Ronald Chapman

Time passes by,
As black rose blooms,
Night so dark, new moon,

Worrying about your thorns,

I can't see you,
I worry! That you are only but a dream,

You girl! Are so magical,
Loving heart, sexy Soul, so touchable,
Sweet lips so warm, so kissable,

The smell of your hot Soul,
Trapped me in your magic spell,
Hard to resist your charm,

So huggable you are,

I like the feel of your quiet whispers in my ear,
I like the feel of your soft hands on my chest,

I loved a black rose tonight,
And she felt just right.