Fear of Losing 

The moment so craved has actualized

My flower made the Abeille enticed

Wants to cherish and embrace

Short enough for a span the glee stayed

Fear of losing has intervened.

 

Slowing this dread begins to flourish

This moment such endearing might finish

My passion might fade any hour

This fear coloured the bliss tarnished

Embracing the fret, forsaking the flower.