Love is the sudden shower
Sweeter is its first blooms!
My whole being seemed to lag
Behind the rushing adrenaline.
Bright day turned to be its opposite.
Quick response throttled. I sighed!
I could feel its smell of wick, burnt-
Like the ruby petals dropped dead!
Her poignant euphony wintered in
I strove to survive the voice heard.
The mashed memory moans a-lone
Consuming so strong, I forsook all.
The woe wells up like the Icarian fall
All throes seemed to have been tost!