Why do I have to
Compare my love to death
For you to understand the weight of it?
If blood didn't course through my veins
What would I assign these tears to?
What would I say runs down my hands?
If fires didn't exist,
How would you know of the burning
That tears through my body
When thinking of you?
This personification and metaphor
Is the only way to convince you
That my love is stronger than words.
It's physical and carnal and volatile;
It feeds on the energy you give it.
It's alive and needs nurturing;
I'm alive and need you.