New love
is that found song
in your playlist,
you keep playing in loop
After discoverig it.
It speaks to your soul.
And more than in ears,
It plays in your head.

New love
is that fresh rose
which slowly blooms.
It's petals unfold,
melting the cool dew
in it's embrace.
And thorns turn tough,
Making promises
Of thick times to face.

New love
is that first shower of the rain,
you welcome
with arms wide open.
The pitter-patter
soothens the soul,
let loose the umbrella
just to feel the drops of joy,
to get drenched within.

New love
is that wine
which promises to be better
with the passing time.
It grows and blossoms
and turns into treasure.
As vintage as it gets,
deep,dark and fine.