The Element of Love

I wrote this for my now ex some time in August 2010

Love is like a bubble.

It's clear to see,

but it's got many colors of emotions inside.

It's beautiful, graceful, and

it seems to find it's way to the most amazing places.

It puts a smile on people's faces...

But bubbles pop.

 

Love is like a fire.

It grows over time,

and it makes you warmer the closer you get.

It's mesmerizing and wondrous...

but sometimes you get burned.

 

Love is like a flower.

It starts out small with what seems no potential

and grows up to be a beautiful, wonderful thing...

but flowers die.

 

Love is like the ocean.

There's a lot of it in just one body.

You can get lost in it easily...

but the ocean breaks up into many exciting rivers.

 

I want you to be my bubble of joy.

When you pop

I want you to be my fire of passion.

When your flame dies out

I want you to be my flower of beauty.

When your flower wilts

I want you to be my ocean of possibilities.

When we hit rapids, I want to hit them together.

We may fall hard but at least if we drown, we drown together.

Live and love, part but never separate.

I love you.

Reviews

[Sharon]

Love the first line, "Love is like a bubble." Nice simile and great emotion.