As easily, a leaf falls
--we sometimes fall in love
Such is a tragic beautiful nature
deep rooted, in wettest tears desire

Often to be a clasp, locking my lips
by fastening burning sensation to love
—as young, while the time is ours
We are like flowers, pretty fragile, bending
                                  to much higher powers

Do not speak to me of nature: of those
unnatural unattractive eyes, not to at least once
                     See into having ***** intentions
You’d spoil the soil of your skin, that has left
yours and my nostalgia—two kids first kiss
And what’s left of a heart, lying empty on hot
pavement, belonging to the street’s

You are the frozen tear, that cauterized me
till years. Still I’ve enjoyed such a burning passion
As perhaps by nature—why I’m so in love,
perhaps by our love nature, we have all
                      these seasons to fall in love