Rose Pedals

Rose pedals in a trail, 
leading me to you,
On a bed of blood red pedals, 
your body lays, seductive, beautiful, calling my name,
I can not resist your alluring gaze.
My heart aches for your touch, every line, every curve,
Lips as red as wine,the taste of you so decadent, intoxicating, and devine.
A rose in bloom,red velvet silk,when the pedals fall,
I remember you still.