• Falling for Love

    A trickle of lucid rain
    Courses upon my lips
    Tasting the crimson wine
    Awaking my heart’s emotions

    Feeling the fever
    Filling into this cup
    A desire’s passion
    Becomes overflowed with lust

    Befalling to these sensations
    Enticed by derision’s sour love
    A vision force by bitterness
    Rises, to claim it’s true pedestal