Excitement
You are caught
In onslaught
Of nature's fury
But feel no sorry
It is lovers bless
That falls on your face
You are delighted
With passion very much ignited
No one will receive
And perceive
Such an excitement
With showers so instant
It shall make you wet
To relate
What can be called love?
To be felt and believed
Love shall show
How to grow
With nature
And blossom for sure
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Love shall show How to grow With nature And blossom for sure