Love and Effects

this is a poem written be me myself.....yes of course with a li'l help.......from being in love......
well here it goes.....:

Love, love has its own effects
It clears all our worries and defects...

When love arrives we have no preparation
Thinkin' 'bout 'em is an indication....
Deep in thoughts, we are lost
Not bothered, whether its hail or frost!

Love, love has its own effects
It clears all our worries and defects...

To our love we cannot talk;
In dreams, having with them a walk,
Are to them we inconspicuous;
Or on seeing them we really blush.

Love, love has its own effects
It clears all our worries and defects...

If ever on me they frown;
I'll myself try and drown,
Drenching ourselves in the rain,
Wondering whether there was an end to the pain.

Love, love has its own effects
It clears all our worries and defects...

Near them, silence is a killer;
Idea of talking to them, is a thriller,
Hoping someday we would be fortuitous,
keep thinking about them even incongruous.

Love, love has its own effects
It clears all our worries and defects...

THANK YOU!!!