His love is a cascading river; endlessly pouring itself into the sea, corroding harsh rocks and bringing nourishment to the life around it.
His love is a volcano; ready to unleash a flow of fire, passionate and scorching.
His love is an evergreen tree through the harshest of winters; enduring and unfaltering.
His love is an exquisite sunset, painting the whole sky with the mesmerising colours of his heart.
His love is the beginnings of spring; everyday signs of new growth and new life blooming, bringing with it happiness and hope.
His love is a ruthless desert; persisting and persevering with an unfounded strength, surviving against the odds.
His love is the Northern Lights; a rare phenomenon to behold, utterly breath-taking and unmatched in its beauty.
His love is the summer sun’s warmth on my face; I can feel it caressing my skin even when I can’t see it.
His love is a valiant wind, lifting me up and pushing me forward when the rain is dragging me down.
His love is a force of nature, not to be reckoned with.