My love for you is like a summer day: a deep blue diamond canvasing the dome of the universe. My love for you is like a blue sky with an occasional cloud hanging by; and, then it is the march of a wall of doom, gray: thunderheads gritting teeth; every drop seeking to dig under dirt; thunderbolts seeking vengeance, declaring it must needs be union: absolute drench even upon its undoing; and, my love is like a summer day.