Love Is a Nest of a Bird and Bug

Inside the nest of love Two chambers tucked together Side by side allowed to live Two opposite creatures In one, a bird of delight And a bug on the other On its golden wings The bird takes a soaring flight After meeting the fancy stars Brings some azure delight For lovers on her diamond beak On the other hand Nowhere goes the bug Sits tight at the corner of its camber And waits covertly to suck blood But lovers never know Whether they are bitten by the bug As they remain under its strong anaesthesia Till enough blood is left in their heart. In some rare cases The nest morphed into a bud Instead of blood With the rays of purity A few drops of dew is needed To make it bloom Into a flower And it's anybody’s guess How great is the grace Of love!