Memory Raft

I loved, most vehemently. The nights: once so warm. Such
Passion: my impassioned love. Summer: never so sweet:
Winter: never so free. My soul, a memory sore: my eyes,
A puffy storm. Oh the nectar, a bitter flame; and oh the
Kernel, a whittled tree. [Selah] My love, envision love—a
Lustful love; but shattered glass, a broken love. Indeed
The art, my tear amore, a fenic burn, a smothered core.
And such the scar, a memory ache; and such the light, the
Spirit quakes. [Selah] Panic heart, a fallin’ angst—to
Fathom pain, the pearls of fate. My diamond cut—the soul
To bleed—a passion reign, and mournful deeds. Such the
Death, a living gift, a freshet flame, a furnace myth. And
Perish flight, my telic tear, awake the love, a mystic ear. For    
Rhythm soft, a bless-ed pulse, a fortune wild, a subtle ghost.