On sunny days, I feel a little dazed,
And see my life as easy, bright, and blazed.
Until the next day when it rains so hard,
I bellowed my thoughts and saw them get marred.
As the coin flickering head or a tail,
When tossed up to redeem your fragile grail.
Life vanquishing well your prejudiced say,
With a flick of her magical foreplay.
And in intercourse she may be quite rude,
Untamed or tranquil depends on her mood.