Love's Fury Poem by Anthony Burkett

In a raging tempest
your ocean's waves
crash against the barren rocks of my soul.
As I breathe you in
I'm soaked into your being,
And then you slip away.
Time and time again
this violent cleansing
that I do so adore
softens the jagged edges of my suffering.
With each thundering blow then ebbing flow
a little more of me is drawn away.
Until nothing of me remains
but that which swirls
amidst the loving arms of your embrace.