Petrichor

Our Love

I have been asked
to describe our love
And the love I have
for you. But see, to me,
our love is indescribable.
It is like trying to describe
the perfect shade of blue
of the ocean on a stormy
night. Or trying to describe
the exact crisp taste of
water on a parched tongue
So, in return, I asked them
to imagine; living in absence
of water. Not for a day, or
two, or three - where it is
manageable to get by
Nor a week - where you
might just survive if you're
strong enough. But imagine
living in absence of water
for an eternity. And your
body begins to shrivel and
curl into an unruly being,
withering away. And, so
now, you look back and
realise that not loving
you is like living in an
absence of water
- impossible