WILD CONFRONTATION

You stand so still, so I can’t see you.

You would be invisible,

If you weren’t the most beautiful part of your natural world.

Your muscles, flex, and quiver ever so slightly.

Do you know how much I love you?

Your wild and mighty spirit call to my own captivity.

My heart cries for you as the closer your own is coming.

I know what you don’t and my heart breaks for you.

Instantly, you break our gaze and thunder off into freedom.

You do know and that I am your enemy.

By:

Debra J Holbrook 7/22