Seasons don't bother me,
I am always in search of thee,
Smell of thy aroma draws me closer,
Closer and closer and closer...
It gets stronger and stronger...
And then I wait till you settle down,
No sooner, you try to seize me around.
Little impatient and insecure,
A kiss, but its a threat.
You're on my special menu list,
Too expensive and the rarest,
Your red liquor is the richest,
Self service is arduous!
You groan my name in pain,
It ends up in vain,
I reach for you again.
End is never easy as the initial,
I leave a little bit of scar,
To remind you of me!
And so, I take the final kiss,
Only to hear your final words
"MOSQUITO!! YOU BETTER BE DEAD NOW"
With a thunderous sound,
He is dead in my arms!
