It all started with exchanging glances, Cupid’s arrow shattering all nuances.
Love travelled through veins and vessels, bathed in ecstasy, my heart throbbed in a hustle.
Defeated by desire, I rose and looked around, saw Elysian fields floating on earth’s ground.
Just as I was about to surrender to Cupid’s blow, arrived hard-nosed Lady Reason, set to question in a row.
Grey-haired and wrinkled she, knew all that a man could ever be.
“Pristine Precious, you’re a novice in love, let me take you through a reality probe.”
“What if love is a mere mirage, and his feelings a camouflage?
What if future taps him into adultery and lust, unenchanted with your youth in rust?
Tomorrow is a mysterious passage, what if his expectations are a hefty baggage?”
I dazed at her, confused and baffled, wondering whether love could be my chapel.
Should I surrender to Reason’s will or give Cupid a chance to kill?
Reason had experience and Reason was rational but Cupid’s blow was insanely sensational.
His eyes had spoken a thousand words, ‘Be mine’ was all I heard.
Reason narrated stories where love had failed, ‘Be mine’ was all I heard.
“Love could make you a caged bird”, ‘Be mine’ was all I heard.
Amidst the chaos, my vision blurred but ‘Be mine’ was all I heard.
All my life, I battled love to avoid the inflictions of this brutal dove.
But sometimes there’s pleasure in pain and insanity in the sane.
Abandoned Reason and chose to astray, because this time love will rule come what may!