Sometimes pleasing her isnt enough

she came in like the wind
no need to aspire  
the darkness had followed  
but I only saw fire  
 
her crimson had bled  
from the seas aching call  
not known where or to whom  
tomorrow's would fall  
 
 
storm after storm  
the battles did brew  
but I only saw light  
in all that you do  
 
 
my achors have dropped  
I swam in your trust  
basked in a thought  
promised as much  
 
echos resound  
a much heeded note  
passion set sail  
on these waters we float