It's My Iris_and Then The Roses

It have been a long time since I wrote a love poem_Perhaps a year. So I wrote this to break the ice

It's My Iris_and Then The Roses
By Ibrahim Olalere

It's my Iris
That called this cold upon me
When my sneaky gaze caught you unaware
Smiling within your pretty dress

It's my Iris
That captured the stature of your beauty
When the sun lit you from behind
And these roses rooted into my heart

It's my Iris
And not me!
That kept stalking your every move
Once upon everyday
Till those times you sit beneath the moon

It's the roses
And not my Iris
That keeps yearning to meet with you
Red red flowers from the soil of my heart
Although my eyes are shy...
I shall come with them in my friendly arms
I'll say your name
Please say mine
Accept my heartly roses -They're my love for you
Caress and perceive their red red petal
Wet them with more of your dimpled smiles
And let your heart be their vase