your black heart…
the vortex to which I
drift
willingly
The current of your influence
is too strong.
I’m too tired to fight,
too helpless in love.
No fear can restrain me or
make me swim to safety.
I look into the eye of the storm
with longing,
my only wish
to be sucked into
you
and lose myself
in your black heart
YURI DURAAN
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/your-black-heart/
