Wow. I've fallen in love with the song, "Better Than Drugs" -Skillet. One of my favorite songs. Go listen to it. Please. If you've heard it, you'll get this drabble. Lot's 'o metaphors in here.
Many men, normal men, would compare her to an ocean. Or a waterfall. Something with water.
Those were her eyes, right? Beautiful blue, watery and majestic. They were likes twin pools of water, a sea of calmness and then a powerful storm. None could compare her eyes, absolutely none. It was as simple as that.
But Zuko, was not a normal man.
Yes, he saw this beauty in her. But he compared her to something else.
He said she was like, wine.
She was addicting. Somehow flowing through his veins, burning the insides of his body.
Katara was this very drink to him. She took away the pain and comforted him when no one else was there to understand him. He soon grew to learn that he could no longer live without her, she was his reason to live and to keep living. When he was restless, sufferering with fear, she was there to ease the pain.
Once he tasted her passion, her touch, her beauty, and her love, he was addicted and unable to let her go.
So she was his wine to his empty cup of life. Filling it with love, till it overflowed, like never before.