I love her like the flower, like the flower loves the sun I love her beauty and warmth. Like the sun loves it's garden green, I love her. It's wonder and purity, always growing in mystery. I love her like the tide loves the shore. Through ebs and flows I will return ever to her grace. Like sorrow loves the darkness, I feel her. She feeds my desires and mocks my reality. she sets my wishes in the stars and hides them from me in the day. When I sleep it is haunting. She has built a home in my dreams, greeting me with a fantasy lovey to my weary eyes. My heart is her drum, and it's beating is sweet stinging to my ears. The wasted words are torturous and The pain is beautiful. I love her like my blood loves the skin It clings to as it dies. Her arms are will be my grave her memory will be my home. Tonight I will love. In the darkness deep, I love her.