Elementary
You are beautiful to me,
Because I find you in the earth and sky.
Simply, perfectly, unrelenting like the rain.
Grounded, yet soft, you are chalk in my hands
And salt from the sea turned to crystal in the Sun.
Inside I know a quiet love, one that is only silent for show.
The hurricane's force, the lightning's bite
Is nothing. Lost against you and I.
From this, I see the metaphor is truer than it seems:
You are my world.
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