How I see it is enormous
How I see it is contagious
How I wish it would be is this
How I wish it would be is eternal
How I know it is ours
What may it be?
Confusingly addictive
Yet fragile as a newly born
Like flowers and bees
Yet as incompatible as fire and ice
Whose may it be?
Clearly not the ocean's
Of course not the earth's
Definitely not the trees'
Only these two hearts'
Only these two souls'
Only ours
What may it be?
It's love
Our love
-Naytica-
