I contemplate
The longing of our love
The gravity of it
Has turned feeble to attract
I feel all alone
In the mundane of worries
The perplexed Love
I am struggling with
The treachery of my life
The emotional odyssey of love
The plethora of lasting forever
The appetite for love
Has all turned temporary
The love is on the rock
It was never been circular
It was neither discordant
But could you condone my faults
The pheromone of your love
Still, get into my nerves
The spallation heart
Still beats for you.