THE TENACITY OF MY LOVE Even If you were an obdurate stone; with loads of callousness embedded rigidly in your persona, I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; transformed you into Molten wax rampantly dripping down; eventually blending with the earth. Even if you were the dry desert; harboring a plethora of acrimonious cactus and violently blistering winds, I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; inundated you with fresh water; imparting a perennial wetness to your sands. Even if you were the satanic demon; with your armory of brutal teeth scintillating wickedly under the moon, I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; brought about a dramatic metamorphosis in you; converting you into an immaculate angel. Even if you were the incorrigible dictator; rebuking all in proximity with your volley of expletives and commands, I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; pacified you overwhelmingly; exonerated the bitterness in your voice. Even if you were deadly poison; causing instantaneous death on consumption, I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; completely annihilated your venom; making you as sweet as golden nectar. Even if you were pallid paint sticking languidly to the walls; propagating waves of disparaging gloom in the ambience, I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; impregnated you with brilliantly vibrant color; made you profoundly smile. Even if you were poignant green chili; thunderously shouting expending supreme capacity of your lungs, I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; transmuted you into innocuous sugar; irrefutably sweet in taste. Even if you were the viciously lethal reptile; baring your fangs at me with utter hostility, I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; changed you into the resplendent fish; gliding sedately through the swirling ocean. Even if you were blazing volcano; torching all those who came even centimeters near you; devouring innocent humans in your fiery belly like
inconspicuous insects, I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; transfigured you into the melodious stream weaving its way enchantingly through meadows of soft grass. And even if you were the idol of horrendous hatred; ostracizing humanity severely for its benevolent deeds, I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; rekindled in you the essence of sharing; the insatiable urge to caress and care.