my poem

My dear, dear Jane, my love runs like a never-ending fountain. You are
as beautioful as the sun rising and setting in east and west. You are
more divine than love itself in the hearts of others, though our love is
greater than any. Even though we have never spoken in person, it seems
your words flow goodness and love in my soul truly. Our agreements are
like nature itself as sun helps the trees fulfil their nature. And
though nature is beautiful, you are its painter as a painter is to a
picture. Our love is strong, though as fragile as glass, and if you
break that I'll have despair in my heart forever. As if I were in a pit
of fire and evil and will be destroyed from what I am and life would turn
it's back on me. Also, if our love is parted you might as well thrash a
sword through my heart. So our love is meant to be everlasting!