A Poet in love

I was the rain,
She was the cloud.
I fell straight-down,
And the thunder laughed out loud.

I was the maple,
She was the wind.
I flew where she took me,
Now I'm paying what that love ruined.

I was the rose
She was the thorn.
But it hurts me a lot
More than the nights I mourn.

I was the candle
She was the flame.
I melted for her, but
now my wax lies cold and lame.

I was the sky
She was the ground
Gravity kept us apart,
now I yearn to have her around.

I was the joker
She was my smile.
Now, long no where i see
Love faded few a mile.

I was the warmness
She was the cold.
I loved the summer,
But she loved the pages, unfold!

I was the boat
She was my shore.
I dealt with the storm,
now my story ends forever more.  

                      THE END.