My Love

In the rain on the road, I met

A man full of affectionate

When he touches me I feel fever

I am happy because he is sober

His policy is Honesty

He believes God is duty

He thinks all are equal

Always he forgot, does not recall

He is not smart but sincere

I love him but feel fear

He is matchless just appeal

He is not stylish but more simple

His name is Ashes

I am his so-called Mrs.