Love strolled into
My classroom once
Except she was the student
And I was the teacher
I had a lot to learn from her
She was and is still the irascible backbencher
Lush, supple, warm lovely
Enamored me the moment
I took the lessons
Her protective brother, Life, was wary of me
And knew of love's charms and purity
That's when I remembered we are all learning
Irrespective of where we sit

We walked in the garden
Arriving at the collonade
Lemonade was served to us lovers
I had finally shared her emotion in the after hours
Such strong celestial embodiment of charm
I never had found
Or never had thought of
Since, I never have measured love
In all her sensation, endearing nature
Promises had to be kept nevertheless
It was something I had made up
I said "I love how I have lived."
And I haven't loved anyone, ever since