Fury's Lover

[brynmawr1]

Fury’s Lover

Tears that stain my cheeks 
are those of fury
in the depths of sadness.

Nerves that shake my bones 
are those of rage
in the midst of anxiety.

Frowns that mark my face 
are those of anger
amid grief.

In the valleys shadowed by joy’s mountains,   In shadowed valleys of joy's mountains
wrath is my ally—
the one my body yearns for,
the one my feeble hand holds  hands hold
to gives my fragility fortitude.

Hi CM,
First, I think the piece is strong as written and most of my suggestions are stylistic, but I think trimming to make the phrasing more direct helps.  Though I feel there needs to be more revision to really bring it together.  I realize that this might not be your typical style; just a nudge to consider alternatives.
Nice work,
Bryn