There are so many things

I wish I could relate her love to.

I’d like to tell you how her love

Was deep

And warm

And full of soft kisses,

But that would be too cliché

She exuded sweetness,

Like a holographic heart

But she held tight to me

With razor sharp hands

I want to imagine her

A vision in pink

But all I can see

Is her harsh tongue

And blood filled lungs

There are so many things

I wish I could relate her love to.