My love for you

My love for you,

is not a pretty garden,
with flowers and kept bushes,
for all to admire,
and many nimble hands to sustain.

It is a forest,
wild, twisted, dark, ferocious,
rooted and strong,
it stands despite time and nature,
it is where visceral thoughts of you,

roam free,
it exists for us alone,
forbidding to everyone else.