You're like a calm harbor, serene and still,
then a ship tossed by tempests, against its will,
sometimes you're a dreamer, both freed and tied,
or the jaded cynic, with skepticism wide.
Preaching with passion, yet indulging in sin.
How you balance it all, I can't help but grin.
You're a blistering desert, burning so bright,
or the coolest spring on a starry night.
You're the wind in the meadows, whispering low,
both sunlight and moonlight in beautiful show…
And considering all that I've said above,
you're my greatest, sinful, consuming love.
both sunlight and moonlight
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