His love crumbles the walls I've painstakingly built up,
brick by brick,
shutting everyone out.
One step into the glow.
Click.
The bomb went off
and I'm left raw and exposed;
the walls turned to dust,
sparkling in the light.
His love,
like the sweet song of a siren,
steers my fragile raft into the jagged rocks of his passion.
Like all fools, I dare to hear it.
I must hear it!
But the anchor I dropped is failing.
Oh God, please don't let it fail!
His love is like the ocean.
I swim freely in it's waves.
But the waves overwhelm me.
Passion I try to escape.
I see the dark clouds,
and ignore them.
It's too late.
The storm is