You are...

                                    

                                          
Red, white, no matter the colour,

                          
Beauty cannot be denied.

                          
No matter how dour,

                          
I could not, even if I tried.

                          
A single carnation for every day,

                          
Would not be sufficient for my devotion,

                          
No matter what I even say,

                          
Will prove to you my dedication.

                          
All I have to offer is my imperfections,

                          
Compared to your perfect symmetry.

                          
I would hazard any depredations, 

                          
Even being nailed to a tree!

                          
The sun rising in the morn,

                          
Holds no fascination for me,

                          
For you I feel I was born,

                          
To love you, for all to see.

                          
To cross vast regions,

                          
Will be but a triviality,

                          
To fight hordes or legions,

                          
I shall do with frivolity.

                          
To wake to your smile,

                          
Would impress upon my mind,

                          
A pleasure beyond denial,

                          
That I would keep, though I go blind.

                          
Your heart I wish to keep,

                          
Safe, locked away with mine.

                          
So that no impurities may within seep,

                          
To ruin what is sublime.

                          
To be complete would entail,

                          
A merging of our lives,

                          
Which I would allow without fail,

                          
So that it only survives!

                          
Though the years depart,

                          
I view the accumulation of years,

                          
As a damn good start,

                          
To banishing all our fears.

                          
Though my tongue be taken,

                          
I would strive to find a way,

                          
To prove I have not forsaken,

                          
That I love you is all I can say.