WILD WOLF, WAITING

There is a wild wood.

In my den I stir

as the new morning wakes me.

I sniff the wind

and sense your pain.

It breaks me,

for I'm forced to forge a path

you cant yet follow,

and I know

this leaves you feeling

rather hollow.

I am a wild wolf.

To be with you, I always had to

keep it tethered.

Now I can throw off

all my bindings,

not forgetting all the years

we spent together.

I am a wild thing,

but my heart returns

to watch you

when you're sleeping,

rest my nose upon your bed

and whuff a greeting,

though you're asleep

and never feel us meeting.

How can a heart be

wild and tame,

together?

We forged a bond

nothing in life can sever.

A bridge between

our two wild hearts

we traveled;

a bond that tight

can never be

unraveled.

I had to leave you,

but I never wanted to

and I am circling

the forest waiting for

your heart to find me.

Listen for my call;

you are not far

behind me.

One from 2013.