Dearness of the dearest, would I get to taste
Oh my beloved divine! 
Perils of the petty mind play delirious wits 
Insipid may I turn, to change and 
Churn into a ball of fire 
That falls into you.
Ash or Amber, soar or slither 
Know not I, for in you I seek to soak.
To be blasted by your energy tornado  wondrously insane. 
Swoosh me up that I shake 
Till I shed until all that's left is 
A magnanimity that's overwhelmingly You!!
Make an evanescence of me.
