I love you.
I love you, like the ground loves the rain.
I love you, like a bird’s feathers love the wind.
I love you, like the thunder loving the electricity that tears-room for it in the afternoon atmosphere.
I love you, like the caress of a bee’s forearm across its antenna.
I love you, like hydrogen loves the helium which transformed it.
I love you, like LM ceaselessly claws my wrist with his hind-legs.
I love you, like the leaves in the trees; each beholden to the wind; the light; the rain.
I love you, like I love the sound of my saying “I love you!”
I love you, like no other.
I love you.