Rose coloured glasses

A lover inducing fever

Butterflies, dying everyday

All these, I encountered at the back of love

Clay, remolded at every chance

Anticipation, a string necklace ripped off

Pulling oceans from beyond the horizon

All these, I encountered at the back of love

The back of love

Obstacle ridden

Buoys one day, land mines on another

All that I’ve known, is the back of love