when i first laid
my eyes on you,
it didn't rain or storm
or shake or scorch.
the world went on
by its business.
it showed no signs
of any nonsense.
i didn't have a hint
i'd ever love you.
i didn't fall or rise in love.
i just loved you with just my love.
no, i'm not a realist.
i do comparisons.
i've compared you
with that last drop
of my already cold coffee --
cold yet i taste it.
i've compared you
to a bourbon biscuit --
less browny
but sweeter than the biscuit.
i do comparison of my own.
after all, i own you --
one in a million
and it is only appropriate
to use comparisons
that are atleast one in a thousand.

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