Love is with a blowing wind
Always here but heading
For some other place

Love is with the roaring waves
Giving and taking life
For their pleasure

Love is with the burning flame
At times shining warm
Yet still consuming

Love is with the vicious storms
Spreading their bony fingers
With deadly touch across the world

Love is in the morning skies
Coloured like my lovers eyes
But the clouds have come to rest upon them

Love is like a howling wind
Speeding through us
To some other place