They say love is a flame,
But how can I agree?
For a flame consumes,
Until only ash remains.
But love gives unendingly,
Wouldn't it be better to say,
Love is water,
Life giving,
Guiding you home,
Rocking you to sleep.
Water comforts
Heals,
Cleanses,
But a flame,
It eventually dies out.
So let this love consume me,
Not as a flame would,
Selfishly taking for myself,
But comforting and lively as the waves.