What is he like? I was told to behold— he was a musical soul. The gift of gab – he never had. Fashion and flair— he had… Read more “The Wanderer”
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He is so fine…
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She wore that beast
Like a silken web.
Spun from the finest gold.
Draped over the battle scars
of her heart.
Until the day after
her heart died.
Wild Woman be heart.
Not meant to be tamed.
Not meant to be claimed.
Fiery earth shake.
Shake it baby, shake.
Wild Woman be Love.
She rattles, she rolls, she strolls,
with the sensual rhythm of the earth.
Break down the nothingness,
let loose of all that is not.
Bring in all that is.
She rumbles, she quakes, she breaks.
Wild Woman be heard.
Shake it baby, shake, shake it loose.
Wild Woman be free,
be free of all that is not heart and soul.
Dance woman, dance with the fire in your soul.
Wild Woman is me.
You are a scarce and wild untamed flower, a beauty to behold. Untouched, unclaimed, unrecognized when eyes rest on you. No one has ever gazed at a such lovely flower like you or caressed petals like yours. Your aroma is seductively alluring it’s quintessence is rhythmic pearls of ardor.
Petals smooth as silk perspire droplets of love, raging rivers of passion.
Often misconstrued, mistreated, misled and left to wither.
Copulating with desolation, you are overlooked neglected and ignored yet always bequeathed in remembrance.
Girls idolize and adore you or degrade your essence and try to destroy you, some look into your center and see love ballads there, others despise you because you are such a magnificent and beguiling flower.
Men want to claim you, uproot you, clip you, smother you, poke you and betray you with the heel of their boots and others want to adorn themselves with you. Devour you or sacrifice you as gifts of love.
You are a unique and wild untamed flower a beauty to behold. Untouched, unclaimed, unrecognized when their eyes rest on you, because no one has ever gazed at a such lovely flower like you or caressed petals like yours. Your aroma is seductively alluring it’s quintessence is rhythmic pearls of ardor.
You are a rare beauty to behold, a jewel of polished fire in the rain growing free in a place filled with ordinary weeds.
Your scent intoxicating and rooted in forgiviness.
©2016 DLHouseholder 💫