Roses are grey,
violets are grey,
everything’s grey,
on Valentine’s Day.

Life is never blue when I’m with you.
P.S. What’s blue?

As I gaze into your eyes, I’m lost in a dream.
They’re beauty realized, of every crayon that I’ve seen.

It means the world that you’re always down to watch black and white films,
Or as I call them, films.

I’m red hot for you which,
according to the wings menu at Applebee’s,
is the hottest I could ever be.

Our love feels surreal.
At the gender reveal.

Confetti drops like gentle white snow.
Is it a boy or a girl?

Can someone tell me? Hello?

I melt inside whenever you blush,
The color of ash,
Or a can of Orange Crush.

You trust me with your heart,
Second to none.

I trust you with my steak,
Make sure it’s well done.

I don’t need the world, just one single day
with you on an islet.

We’ll get there by boat, ‘cause the FAA
won’t let me be a pilot.

I choose you:
To pick out my outfits for the week,
So I don’t look like some mismatched geek.
To tell me if I bought a lime green truck,
And let me win at Twister:
“Right foot red?” / “Close enough.”

To remove the red Starbursts, but the pinks are all mine.
I choose you, darling, to be my valentine.

Your luscious locks of pure gold (or so I’m told),
Strung across (supposedly) blood red lips foretold,
A kiss so bright it burned a mark,
Into my once black (this one I know) heart, now a shining white (also this) spark.

When the light turns green,
You’ll tell me to go.

And when it turns yellow,
You’ll tell me to slow.

But when it turns red,
Don’t tell me to stop.

I won’t get a ticket,
My brother’s a cop.

Homogenized blends of beige, I mean sunsets, prove even endings are beautiful.
We had a good time, you and I, that’s indisputable.

But it’s time to move on, we know this thing’s dead.
I’ll white out the town, and you’ll paint it red.

You deserve a man who sees all of life’s colors,
While I need someone who’s more like your mother.

In fact, that’s the thing, and please don’t get mad.
It’s out of the grey, but you’ll be calling me dad.