Love is a sweet painful adventure
Pain intertwined with bliss
Laughter intertwined with tears
Adoration blended with loathe
Love is like the roaring tide in the sea
The pleasures of the flesh blind one as they embark on this journey of passion
Under the harvest moon
Tears for other charms may trickle
Flowering always with sweet light-fruit, whose growth is interior
In spite of of all the hardships, tribulations and confusion