"steel swings" a Cinquain Garland #21

On tears,
shoots and ladders,
Bing cherries of her eyes,
flow onto flowered succulence,
renewed.

My love,
my Lady cries,
for happiness tonight,
showers of intimate foray,
in me.

Reposed,
heartfelt noble,
sweet confection metier,
she is divine diversity,
purism.

Splendour,
flavour renowned,
psychotropic festoons,
ribbons of velvet silk Syrah,
red wine.

Gracious,
colour fell from,
eyes that taste of praline,
candied wine on skin India paper,
divine.

On tears,
my Lady cries,
sweet confection metier,
ribbons of velvet silk Syrah,
divine.