The Alchemist Who Fell In Love (Elemental Love) Poem by Geovanni Leaño

Love is like the water,
the more you find ways to evaporate it,
the more rain will fall down,
the only better thing to do with it
is to drink it and let it cleanse your soul,
let it nurture you.


Love is like the fire,
it burns brightly,
it illuminates a dark room,
but when time comes that you'll let it die,
you'll find yourself in the middle of nothingness,
darkness devour your little space.


Love is like the wind,
for each time you put effort into finding it,
you feel that you're a fool,
not knowing that it is always there,
ready to be felt,
ready to make you cry.


Love is like the earth,
you dont realize that you're already in it,
for even at the start of time,
you're destined to step on it,
you just only know that you're in this battlefield,
when the earth starts to shake.


Love is like the clouds,
sometimes it feels light,
but sometimes, it becomes heavy,
then rain falls down for two meanings,
joy,
and unfortunately hate.