poetry

[thehenchcroft]

women. i am driven to distraction, but how could anyone awake beside a beautiful woman and not be filled to bursting with verse? the following is most certainly not entitled "menagerie (a trois)" nor will I admit that it was written with anyone specific in mind.

I wonder if you've seen it
the gazelle you walk beside
who copies all your movements
your graceful step and stride

I wonder if you've seen it
the tigress burning bright
from the twinkle in your eye she hunts
devouring all in sight

I wonder if you've seen it
the gentle sleeping dove
that dawn's bright rays reveal to me
when gazing on my love