Song of a Lover Boy

Song of a Lover boy  

I never really knew

That love intoxicates like fermented wine

Until I sipped little from it in trial of ignorance

And found myself speechless

Wondering and wandering,

In recalcitrant lust

I became new copycat of Adam

In the second garden of Eden

Pushed by the desire of my own flesh

I never thought love as a game of emotion,

A wild humming fly of passion

Wandering around for place to domicile

Until I opened the door like Samaritan

But to be stung by homeless moth of tenderness

I felt the sweetness of it

And I became a serf of Cupid