Gentle Like A Seahorse

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
A look is gentle,
And so are you.

Orchids are white,
Ghost ones are rare,
Your term is long,
And so is your hair.

Magnolia grows,
With buds like eggs,
Your face is smooth,
And so are your legs.

Sunflowers reach,
Up to the skies,
The victim is innocent,
And so are your eyes.

Foxgloves in hedges,
Surround the farms,
The brown is pale,
And so are your arms.

Daisies are pretty,
Daffies have style,
A candidate is winning,
And so is your smile.

A seahorse is beautiful,
Just like you.