Forgive me

Forgive me if my love surges
in shocks, not in silent urges
If it's written in thousand-word pages
In full prose and naked phrases

I love with all my senses
Uncontented until it possesses
Every bit of memory and edges;
Skips every possible phases

I pride in persistence
Like a castle in siege, defenseless
Constantly pursues and chases
Blindly charges, and calls it honest

Forgive me for loving in thunderstorms
instead of droplets
For if I say I'm in love,
No being, no age, no goddess
Not even I can harness
What I would do
just to keep my sacred promise

My promise that
My love, though it seems conditionless
Destructive and wildly senseless
Who can bring out this kind of
intense love
is you and only for you
No one else's