tis a beautiful thing, love
like sunlight melting away the snow
snow that shall never in the same way fall from above
like a gushing river
sculpting artwork from mountains now a little skinnier
mountains that now bare permanent scars never to return to their former glory
like flowers that add a little pleasure to the earth
an earth the bare nutrients, life-
just to have it all sucked away in a instant
tis a beautiful thing love
equally deadly