Pink Blossoms

Fervor and friction oft' share the same bed
Cooing, catting, an ambivalent pair
Adulation, regret, from the same head
Love taps, verbal raps, it never seems fair
On two stairways we've waved as lovers do
Like tigers we circle... tremulous night
As spoons we curl up so, just me and you
There's never victor, whenever we fight
Un-kissed lips pause dry, they need their kiss-mates
I've bought dance tickets to stroll with your soul
Deep down inside we're linked by common fate
Our last fight...last night...too heavy a toll
Pink blossoms lie dormant when we're apart
Then swirl in mine eyes, with you in my heart