My love for her runs deep
like a vast ocean it's bigger than the eye can see
It has its ups and downs
it may tumble,it might pull you down or leave you stranded.It might crash down on you.
No matter what though its always there,it will never fade never cease to exist.
For your life time and mine
it will always be there,it can be relyed on to hold each other up.
Like the dying embers of a fire
its subtle enough to get close too
still heated enough to warm you up.
Get to close and it might burn you, I don't want to hurt you, but I've been treated like dirt before you.
Like cold water on a hot day.
It can be refreshing or brighten your day.
To much though and it might freeze you or sting you. It can be expensive sometimes or cheap others. It can be ahrd to find or seem like its not there.
Like hot chocolate on a cold day.
It can bring a smile to your face
or
heat you up and make your day.
Another poem made for Oshen Spaulding