Melancholic Love

And to the serene melody, I listened

As serene and wavy as your melancholic love

Thought that love of yours was a luck clover

But seems that the clover is of three leaves only

I am no fighter nor a believer of completion and perfectionism in love

But it looks like your leaves have holes in

Holes that wails find a way through

Holes that block happiness and make you such an untamed shrew

That serene melody seems to baffle me

Has it always been so calm?

Oh my dear

You do not resemble the melody played

Try to heal that gash in your heart

Or either your melancholic love shall always remain

And may I ask you to take the poetry of my eternal love as your medicine?