I PROMISE YOU MY INNOCENCE WHEN FIRE FILLS THE SKY,
WHEN THE SUN ERUPTS IN ECSTASY
AND FADING FURIES DIE.
I WANT TO FILL YOUR LIFE WITH LOVE,
SO FULL YOU WANT TO CRY
AND MAKE MYSELF YOUR LAND AND SEA,
YOUR MIRROR AND YOUR EYE.
I LAY MY HAPPINESS UPON THE PILLOW OF YOUR SIGH;
YOUR JOY, YOUR LOVE, YOUR NEED OF ME IS
WHERE MY ANGELS LIE.
ALSO, WHEN IT COMES TO FEELINGS,
I WILL TELL YOU THAT
LET ME LOVE YOU, IF NOT TOO LONG,
FOR PASSION IS A LOVER OF FRESH AIR,
RELISHING THE LANDSCAPE THAT IS THERE,
BELONGING TO WHAT MUST TO ALL BELONG.
LET ME MAKE YOU A PART OF MY SWEET SONG,
AS I WILL BE OF YOURS,
THAT BOTH MORE FAIR MAY PART,
ENRICHED BY WHAT WE SHARE.
MORE SEIZED BY LIFE, MORE GENTLE AND MORE STRONG.
FOR PASSION IS A GIFT ONE SHOULD NOT BE WITHOUT.
You are very expressive and passionate! Loved your Poem!