Passion
Passion, a word I feel for you....
Perfect is your lovely face
All encompassing is your warm embrace
Seductive are your shapely curves
Smiles around you I can't control
Invitations your eyes convey
Only you can make me feel this way
Never alone again your touch confirms
Please tell me you'll be mine
All in you I find
Sweet and tender are your kisses
So won't you please become my misses?
In you I'm made complete
On this night I've been made whole
Nothing more needs be said
I'll just let my Passion speak instead.
The Lone Wolf
The stench of death tingles inside his nostrils
Out in the wild where there are no hospitals
Blood lust and hunger driven
He marches onward with no indecision
Four paws carrying him with precision
A sparkling sky’s moonlight carves the path
That will give him satisfaction at last
All his worries are left in the past
The space between his quarry isn’t vast
Just keep running fast
Before long his destination reached
Fortunately his territory’s not been breached
Red stained soil speaks salvation
Yellow eyes glowing with elation
His problem solved no more starvation…..