and if your love

if your love were new
it'd be something growing and tender
not as frail as new life
but unfurling

and if your love were a color
it'd be morning light
or a flavor
Curry
full of surprises and
things i can't identify
but crave

if your love were a smell
something robust and fresh
and haunting
holding the weight of beauty
chopped wood or air before
a fierce storm

but your love
is better
worth nurturing
and being gentle with
because it keeps me warm

and because it's you