When various objects collide or break, they produce splinters that cause harm and pain to the narrator's body. However, when the splinters of the woman's love enter the narrator, all the wounds and pain inflicted by previous splinters are instantly healed. The splinters of her love heal the narrator's heart and soul permanently.

1. THE SPLINTERS OF LOVE
When a conglomerate of thunder clouds collided in the cosmos,
Infinite splinters of water pelted down in fury; gently bruising naked patches of my
skin.
When multiple balls of bulky glass clashed with tumultuous fury,
Acerbic splinters of jagged mirror pierced with hostile fervor through my skin;
prompting crimson blood to flow.
When I dexterously sliced colossal chunks of tree lumber with my serrated pickaxe,
Pulverized splinters of saw dust flew in unsymmetrical unison; inundating my eyeball
with series of allergy.
When obdurate balls of round steel smashed tenaciously with each other,
Minuscule splinters of metal settled haphazardly on my scalp; with obstreperous
cacophony tickling my eardrum.
When I pricked the gargantuan balloon with a rusted pin; tones of air blew out at
overwhelming speeds,
Soft splinters of rubber descended down on my feet; and I slipped while walking
inadvertently on the same.
When menacing masses of ice tumbled down the mountain; they formed a monstrous
avalanche,
Which diffused into incommensurate splinters after striking the ground; stabbing my
flesh like a quiver full of arrows.
When I shook a barrel full of fermented cream vigorously in the air,
Decayed splinters of milk splashed disdainfully across my face; with a stench of
rotten rat emanating; besieging all in proximity.
When I placed a mammoth elephant tusk in amicable contact with circulating
blades of the ceiling fan,
Bountiful splinters of powder blended with small bone infiltrated into my nostril;
making me vociferously sneeze.
When I entered the unscrupulous ambience of the darkened cloth factory,
Irascible splinters of cotton fiber camouflaged my cheek; instigating me to
voraciously scratch.
And eventually when the immaculate crystal of her splendor; burst with a bang
over my forehead,
A myriad of victimized arenas in my silhouette; relinquished pain instantly,

2. Wounded avenues of my heart and soul perpetually healed; after being injected with
splinters of her unprejudiced love.