Woman to Woman
                    The Poetry of Oceanldy

 
 
 
The Wolf In Me

 
I wonder, my Lover,
does my gaze 
and thought of my nails
carving your back
awaken the wolf within 
as does those thoughts
of yours
awaken mine?

Slowly lifting its head from slumber
ears pointed upward, forward
shaking off frost and hunger, 
it stands; 
pausing for the briefest of moments
to insure that it correctly understands the message

then with confident gait
it saunters, slowly at first
knowing there is not yet a need for speed 
but as the heartbeat drum quickens
and throbs inside twitching ears
so does its pace until reaching 
a full speed galloping rhythm
it runs

 

 
racing the wind,
now it runs - 
until a mere flash between trees 
is all that is seen
up rocky mountain 
muscles quiver, contract,
it sprints, pants
gasping white fog breath
and when, having reached
the most elevated peak
and while cold wind whips
with a will to tumble the beast 

 
the determined wolf stands firm
releasing one piercing celebratory howl
before leisurely and softly trotting 
back toward its familiar place of rest
to calmly lie
until next time.....

ah yes
my Love,
you awaken the wolf in me.

© Ocean.5-9-97

 
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