Poetry


Wild Woman

What if there was no daylight?
I might run with wolves and howl at the moon
What if the moon spoke in whispers?
I could learn the secrets of the universe
What if words brought life to dreams?
I would write of the pack, intuition and truth
What if we listened to the Wild Woman within us?


Contentment

he sits in silence
one look and my heart fills
utter contentment


Desire

soft, sultry whispers
tickle the skin and ruffle
the senses, desire


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