A darker scene one cannot bear
A lighter mood in time
A willow lends its leaves to thee
To prosper life divine
A brooder cannot bear to see
A smile’s eyes conspire
A window opens unto me
To lift one from the mire
A thunderstorm breaks cloudy sky
The sunshine’s heat collects
One door closed to open two
The road ahead reflects
One looks out – the other in
They subtly desire
To bring together livelihoods
Replacing lifetime’s ire
A loss becomes a winning hand
Poor times turn into best
A better life in other’s arms
They share their epithet.
sensualism 