Wolf

You’re an assassin, an adversary, a ruthless beast

You’re the wolf knocking each night at my door

Seductively whispering “let me in”

But I don’t

And each day I dissolve into this crumbling house around me

I imagine, just once, of opening that door when you knock

wrapping my arms around you, as tight as I can

breathing you in, you smell of mountains and wind and trees

Of twisting my fingers through your long black hair

And gazing so deeply into your eyes the color of a tropical sea

Until salt water fills my lungs and I drown inside them

To capture the beast for just a moment

To keep him tame, and calm, and still

And then release him to the wild once more

But I don’t; It’s only a dream 

And each whisper at my door will scar my heart a little more

until you give up and never knock again

It’s better this way

You would devour me whole.

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

Is the wolf at the door a person or some negative aspect of the speaker's mind? Either way, it seems there are mixed feelings regarding letting him in. I think the best course is to keep that door locked.