Pop Goes Passion

It builds up in steam steamy l'amour in passion's pressure cooker only to let it all out to vanish once the honeymoon is over. So the sizzling love affair fizzles out like some fizzy drink uncorked by a pair of human corkscrews and the fizzy fizz just evaporates and love is said to have flown out the window disappearing as if into thin air! So like the pressure cooker when it has let out all steam romance escapes in a fountain of outburst through a listless vent and love life seems empty much like a bursted bubble or balloon Even the most extravagant romantic serenade couldn't have stalled the explosion of the passion grenade The passionate moments soon after left to clutter about like debris in the aftermath merely like vague memories A broken puzzle of love-life scattered and shattered leaving love fragmented with some pieces lost beyond retrieval while others super-imposed upon memory to haunt forever for the ex-lover is life's tenacious mind-prowler if not a stalker Passion merely reaches the summit and from any summit there is only a downward climb thus passion from that peak could only spiral and plummet. As then you pay passion's penance for partakin of forbidden romance Loss of love is its foremost nemesis rendering all passion and love out of wed-lock to be totally, absolutely useless! (I have observed scores of times that nations which indulge in pre marital fornication have far fewer of happy or longlasting marriages)