First date jitters

[Jae Mc Donnell]

I'm not a big fan of love poems, but this is for practice, so any and all comments welcome.

Edit 1
A good idea
may find itself
rotted by that fiend cliché

Should we hand a red rose
to winter’s cold veil
Will it abolish sun from its ray?

Are we set rigid
against falling hopes and hail
If this kiss should fail?

A good idea
May find itself rot
By the fiend that is cliché

Should we hand red rose
To winter’s cold veil
Will it abolish sun from ray?

Are we set rigid
Against falling leaf and hail
If this kiss should fail?