The temperament
Of the Indian Ocean
Can be captured
In your aquamarine eyes
My love
At times
Tempestuous as a prairie bison
With monumental waves
Crashing in all directions
Devouring all in her path
As you succumb to your mania
At times
Placid as a hermit
Surrendering to the lull of nature
With no whispers nor murmurs
But engrossed
In your profound meditation
As your relinquish to your melancholia
As I gaze at your portals
Sculpted in beryl
Harboring a mosaic of emotions
Yearning to wade in
To be swept off my feet
To surrender to your world
To your own unique conglomeration
Of fire and ice
For love is our beacon
And hope our compass
And your darkness my love
Is our journey
Dilantha Gunawardana
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-love-so-rare-2/
