Systematic
Apocalyptic
Semi-cryptic
Tick, Tick, Tick

In a calculated world,
Where time is ever slipping,
Out the window reason can be hurled.

Dainty Flowers,
Tasty Chocolate,
Nothing compares
To your stunning beauty.

Rushing water,
Bites my eyes
My pique begins to rise.

Through the red of anger,
You affectionate smile’s
Incandescent shine.

Beauty pure,
And beauty clear,
Emanates your smiles cheer.

Forever strong,
And forever bright
You appear to me, quite right.