my love
for you is
a tsunami.
a tidal wave.
okay.
I exaggerate.
perhaps a small
wave,
a crest, a lapping
of water
upon
the shore, or
maybe just the wake
of a passing
boat.
or better yet,
a cool glass
of water,
half full,
that I sip on
when I'm thirsty.
that's it, my
love for you
is a glass of
water,
half full
with crushed ice
and a slice
of lemon.
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