My love is not like the ocean
Ocean has its murderous storms
My love is not deep like the sea
It is deeper than those shallow waters
My love is not bright like the sun
It is brighter than the shine it perceives,
My love is not like the flowers
It blooms every day, just to become younger
My love is not like the moon
It lights itself on its own
My love is not like the stars
It shines brighter with every passing hour
My love is like the wind
It may not be seen, but it is felt
My love is like the trees
It dances every day with the joy of being free
My love is my love’s desire
My love is my love’s fire
My love is my love’s life
My love is a recursion forever.
Mellifluous Murmurings 