“
You are like a hot cup of coffee on December mornings. An
ice-cold shower in the middle of july. You are rain tapping out
secret messages on my window, whispering untold stories of our
future on an island not known to man. I am going to love you as
fiercely as ocean winds that rip through the clouds like
tigers' teeth and bear claws. Like wolves making midnight
wishes on amber moons that resonate across the sky that
twinkles like movie-star smiles and shake every last tree in
the forest.