I love you.
I love you with a love…

calmer than a versed turquoise lake…
slumbering and dreaming in a distant valley

gentler than the leaf blanketing a tiny, sleepy bird

more solacing than the soft summer rain in a scented evening garden

pleasing like a serene melody on a silent winter night.

I love you.
I love you..

But.

I love you with a heart that’s breaking.
Aggrieved.
And.
Aching.