Love For Comfort Poem by Christian Eliab Ratnam

Oh my fair Patricia,
Know not hatred, weeping or hunger
For they who perceive it never sleep.

You who indulge in peaceful slumber,
Only love can bring you asunder.
Canopy of evergreens shade you well.

Thorny bushes engulf my shell.
You never had suffered,
Or had fear glands secrete in discomfort.

Your head was meant for roses never for thorns.
My love our hearts will keep together,
My love will part us one from another!