Storm (A poem)

A storm approaches
 A tidal wave
 Born from emotion

Showcased devotion
 

Charm enforces

Beauty I crave

Unyielding armour

Yet still I adore her
 

Delusion advises

Illusion I pave

Inebriated mewl

And a barrel of fuel

Insanity launches
 Lustful deprave

To be that you cherish
 Treated like rubbish
 
 Distance arises
 Retreat to your cave

My broken mind

Never saw you unkind
 

Fantasy collapses

I was a slave

Heart on a sleeve
 Alone I grieve
 

Infatuation diffuses
 After all I gave

Nothing you owe

To seeds I sow
 

A storm approaches
 A tidal wave

Death in devotion

Misplaced emotion