Love's Nest Poem by Tony Adah

Love's nest is full
Of extremes of temperature
And of thorns it's made
I want to turn to look at love's face
A veil of hindrance is worn
Like a hijab I'm afraid a bomb will explode.

I am looking at the nest frost ridden
And I wish my eyes will thaw its ice
I am looking at the nest heat ladden
How I wish my kiss of the occupant
Will drip spittle to calm the heat
If at all I'm allowed to do so.

A nest of wool
Is turned into a nest of thorns
And wherever I turn
It's piercing that greets my skin
And I don't think in my next coming
I would love to live in a nest.