her

her lips must be like warm milk
on a cold winter evening
to make you love her
more than you could ever love me.

her touch must be like electricity
during a blackout
to make you love her
more than you could ever love me.

her breath must be like rain
on barren parched land
to make you love her
more than you could ever love me.

her voice must be like a lullaby
in the middle of a sleepless night
to make you love her
more than you could ever love me.

her love must be more vast
than every ocean in the world
to make you love her
and to make you hate me.