​She tossed and turned, confused

Beads of frustration dripped down her skin

All the Kohl in her eyes ran 

That she had excitedly put on for him

She threw all her make up away

She lost the zeal to look bright

Her mesh and lace made a good fire

On a lonely winter night 

She then thought long and hard 

Love clings like a loyal friend

Desires are so fickle and short-lived

But love, love survives till the end