Love is Like

So many things.

My love is like the cooling rain,
Coming down on a Summer haze;
Running, dripping, washing away,
The lonely hurt of a previous pain.

I love you like the renewed day;
A rising sun casting light on the bay.
A misty morning, a reason to stay;
A readiness found at the break of the day.

I want you like a mystery,
How you will always come to me;
A wanting to know, needing to see,
A reason behind this symphany.

I love you more than you can see,
I can't explain this chemistry;
An escaping from my misery,
And how I love how you love me.