For You, My Darling Poem by Sydney Giardella

There is no flame
Which burns more ferociously
And savagely
Than the fire
Of my hatred
Burns for you

And there is no rapid
Which flows more abundantly
And immensely
Than the tears
Of my sorrow
Flow for you

And there is no saint
Whose pity is felt more pitilessly
And urgently
Than the pity
That ravages my heart and mind
For you, my darling

And still
There is no love
Which is felt more vastly
And irrevocably
Than the love
That drenches my hatred-
That parches my tears-
That abolishes my pity-
Than the love
That overwhelms my whole being
For you, my darling