Letters To A Cliff

I will not love you
Like the wind
Plants kisses on your edges
When it wants to

I will not love you
Like the sun
Holds you in its warmth, yet
In some mornings
You're burning
In flames

I will not love you
Like the birds
Sing you lullabies
When you can't sleep
And leave you wide awake
In the winter

Just let me be the waves
And I will crash
My each and every bone
Towards you

Now
And forever