Unruly Love

The angst within me loved the tempest

The turmoil boil longed for restless rest.

The burning ice was the only test

For the unruly love filled my chest.

The longing and wanting for your withness

Cried within, the heart could witness.

The unruly love could not bear fruits of class

Thou shall know it is my mirror and not glass.

O the autumn of my heart,

I adore you with all my art,

Bring back me my summer and spring,

You will get me on the way with your ring.

Come back to me o my lovely dove!

Return to my mirror, the unruly love.