I told you I found a metaphor for our love
"It's like a volcano because it remained dormant for awhile
and then it just erupted!" and I smile
"& then what happened?" you asked, and I didn't expect
& then all of its juices overflowed
and poured out onto villages below
& then what happened?
& then it formed into precious rocks that people collected
& put into their homes to remind them of how special things can be
I never thought something so destructive could have such beauty
but love makes even death seem less of a worry