Enraged with love

I love her immensely
Yet the peak of need, desire, emotion, expression
Comes out in anger.
I have forgiven.
All of it.
Love matters more.
Also the connection.
But I haven't forgotten.
For it tortures me.
Every kiss towards her
Reeks poison
Unwantedly.
I love her immensely.
Yet all that comes out
Is anger.
While I say 'I love you'
The past tails behind
Like Love's glue.
The hatered as much a part
As the love, the passion.
None can love me
More than her.
And I love none
Like I love her.
Yet, my arms trying to embrace
Are often held back
In strange disdain.
As expectations burden my soul
And I feel the void.
I crave to be whole.
More the unison seeked
More the ceiling creeks.
Aah! I love her.
I really do.
I love her so immensely
That I can't express it
As it is for her.
Listen to the weak silly heart
Enraged with love
Bleeding in desire.
Hear me out.
Not loud.
But in the silent whails and sobs
That still seek her.
For I love her.
I really do.
Yet all that comes out
Is anger.
Yet she is my only shore
The only place
Where I love to anchor.
But I don't.
I keep my ship dangling on her shore
Getting battered by waves.
Holding this huge ego
To ever flatter.
As she drifts away
Shouting, yelling, fighting
Yet claiming me
Like none else.
She the hell of a woman
She the strength, my stem, my root.
I be the eagle hovering in the wide sky
So high, so alone
Despite of my height
Looking at my shore.
My home.
She be the womb,
She the honeycomb.
I love her so immensely
Yet all I can give her
Is my anger.
I be rude.
When did the words left us.
How come the laughter
Turned into angry rebuked.
How come we both love each other
Yet we be like wordly crew.
For once my love, be in my shoes.
But she has always been
Full of love.
Fault must be
In me somewhere.
For I love her immensely
Yet the peak of need, desire, emotion, expression
Comes out in anger.
I hope she knows
That she is my
One and only anchor.