Lupine

SerenWise

You belong in a forest,

Where delicate pines sway

In a bitter wind,

And all is silent in the day

But for the sudden crack

Of the freezing sap - 

And when the moon is high,

The wolves will howl

At the silver disk, hanging

In the star-strewn sky.

 

I wish I could gaze in real time

Into those dark and lupine eyes,

That seem to see right through my soul,

Greying-blue like stormy skies.

I would run my fingers

Through your tawny mane,

Tangled in embrace, I think

That you would seek to do the same.

You look at me as if you know,

All my secrets, but do not care

How imperfect I clearly am,

Or how much I choose to share.

 

And something I value in a person,

Is seeing things within their eyes,

Your image speaks a thousand words,

And tempts my mind to fantasize...

 

 

  • Author: SerenWise (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 27th, 2019 13:06
  • Comment from author about the poem: Only a first draft, I know I need to do something about the structure...
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 48
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  • Neville

    How I would to be your wolf.... fine words indeed, and then some... N



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