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/