Forgetting Flowers from Curtains by Paris Street

I'm forgetting flowers
The ones I knew before
Is it an evergreen or perennial
A penta or ixora

Is that a portulaca
Or it's sister purslane
I'm forgetting flowers
Another every day

You're my beautiful gardenia
In full magnificence
From the curve of your smooth petals
To your sweet delicious scent

Sometimes you're a hibiscus
Craving the sun's rays
Or sometimes an azalea
In the shadow's hideaway

But it really doesn't matter
Whether scent or shape or name
Be you jasmine or lantana
I will love you just the same

Well I wish I had a garden
So i could take you there
A little private Eden
We could wander without care

And we'd make love in that garden
Past the dahlias and bluebells
Crushing little flowers
That stick to our sweaty selves

Your hair full of impatiens
Petunias and lilacs
Your breasts will be crepe myrtle
There’ll be heather on my back

And I'll forget the flowers
The ones I knew before
As my love for you grows greater
I'll forget a little more

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