Love is a raging sea of the calms before the storm.
Arguments as deep and dark as the depths.
And as hostile as those who sail it.
It appears as a jewel to those who look upon it from the beaches of longing.
And as mysterious as the creatures that find sanctum from withen it.
But it is as beautiful
as the sunset upon the waves.
For it slows time to give you a piece of eternity.
A second of infinity of the mirror we swim upon
pronounced as love
