A Jealous Love, Or a Loving Jealousy

Within the chasm of the Chaos Seas, That deep and shallow fiend Leviathan, With surface envy swells and floods disease: My blood's as rapid boiling cryogen. A beastly instinct and a drowning doubt, My love's base jealousy arouses hate, A bittersweet feast and a chronic bout, My love, at once, is hell and heaven's gate. But can true love exist without false fears? The one the other hand in hand are borne; This revelation rouses out my dears: If love, then fear to bear the cuckold's horns. I trust distrust to scale the depths of thirst, It sires desires, it questions which came first.