If love must be a planet
Then I'll take mine as the sun
To warm me in my need
And nurture my soul
So that it will grow
And never like the moon recede

If love must be a water
Then I choose a hot spring
To relax within it's need
To lie in it's soothing water
To escape daily miseries
To refresh the soul of me

If love must be a plant
Then I choose an orchid
For more tender is it's need
To grow in the warmth of climate control
And not left for nature to appease
For an orchid won't survive a freeze

If love must be a climate
Then I choose the to live on the equator
Where the climate never takes to hard of a roll
With lush love grown as a forest
Full fruited to nurture my soul
Where the sun has the starring roll