Love is water
Flows to refresh,
not sweep away
let alone drown
Love is the sun
Not burning coals,
but illuminated the hue
revive and inspire
Love is the wind
Gently slaps into the sidelines of the heart
Creating the true cool
Blowing sad wounds in the liver
Until lost nothing
Love is rain
Fall to cultivate
It sinks to the roots of the heart
In order to grow lush goodness
Love is light
Bright again warmed up,
not sad pain
not blazing hot
Love is me
For you,
O my darling.