Her love was like fire
Burning passionately before sizzling down
To feed the flame was to make a blazing inferno
Roaring flames that you can't control
Her love was like the wind
Freedom whistling in her grasp
Soaring away never to be restrained
Winds that you can't keep
Her love was like the earth
Unmovable and unchanging
Steady in its nature but unwilling to change
Mountains that you can't move
Her love was like water
Moving swiftly out of reach
Going wherever the current wishes
Never staying still long enough to hold
Waves slipping out of your grasp
~ Crumb
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Into the Oven
PoetryA collection of poetry, short stories, and quotes by Cookie and Crumb
