A Feral Creature Called ''Love''

crushed, wrecked, and shook like a ceramic doll I fall headlong and deep, deep into the violent stream of fear--fear that flows, flows like a hurried river into the tributaries of my fearful heart which trembles and quakes at the watery inundations of its rippled waves; flooded and overflowed with fears and unmoved by promises that deceive with a caress I take refuge and secret repose in a thing more wild, in a thing more bloodthirsty,-- a feral creature called "love," whose kiss is a fatal bite!