I love you ferociously,
as the tidal
wave loves the shore.
But I can't promise you I won't be swallowed up by the horizon.
I have spread my love thin
over this illustrious orb.
Look for me in arias,
in dumpster diving sirens.
Turn your ear to the ocean.
For I will hide my love for you in whale song.
Yes, in the green pastures and floral bouquets,
But also in the smell of a shorn pencil, and in larks,
in plumage of all size and color.