Epitome of Love

Rain approaches me 

for dalliance, 

but I refuse. 

Shrewd wind tries 

to touch me, 

but I blanket myself. 

Rose alludes me 

to love her contour, 

but I ignore. 

Taking advantage 

of my furlough, 

the orenda attacks me, 

but I become unperturbed. 

My staunchness towards 

you 

remain intact 

and you remain 

as the epitome of love 

of my life.

Your magic works 

everywhere I go 

and love cocoons me 

and every siren fails to trap me.