Beware To Fall In Love Poem by Didith Marcelo

Fluttering air may hold my attention;
a breeze may breach my focus,
and makeshift comes,
allowing me to feel the coolness;
whilst whispering wind reminds me of nature
that is a gift from above.

Oh, love has no pseudo,
lover should no phantasm,
and lust shouldn't a tool.

Behold the phantom of mischief;
the apparition of crocked and their rendezvous
purlieu where eternal fire celebrates.

Beware to fall in love,
be anxious and fail not.
Prayer is the key;
reach God and ask,
He owns true Love.