To do you justice

To compare you to the sun

would not do you justice

for it is not star dust and fire

that makes you blush

To liken my love to ocean

would be a lame simile

for a thought of you

is warm and comforting

To see our passion like a storm

would be blind to what it is

sweat and warm skin,

gentle whispers and grasping hands

To say we are eternal

would be a grave mistake

for what make our love so special

is the fleeting moments we spend togther.