Your Wild One

She's worth it, your wild one
She will set your world on fire, if you are brave enough to let her
She will enchant you, fulfill you and challenge you
She longs to run free, show her a meadow full of color where she can dance among sunflowers
Let her roam outside with no fancy ornaments or gadgets to distract her creativity, just breeze and rolling hills
Lay with her on cool grass, fingers entwined
Watch the stars blaze a path of glory across an inky midnight sky
She isn't interested in chasing the extra dollar or attending to mindless gossip
Let her dream of a far off place
Take her to listen to the song of the dawn birds, for they are the only small talk she needs
She doesn't iron the sheets or anything for that matter
She would rather be buried in a story, engrossed in a shiny new world waiting to be explored
Let her wrap you in small strong arms
She will kiss you with a mouth that tingles with spices
Let her breathe, your wild one
Your mortal hands cannot keep her by holding her too tightly
She must run away now and again, the stars are calling her
Life tugs at her soul ready for another adventure
She cannot be tamed
She is chaos, she is freedom
You know where to find her
You have seen her there in your dreams
She will wait for you always, where the wild things are

Reviews

[Rebecca]

really great poem. I see it as a meditation on the wilderness of the mind and heart. I don't like the "mortal" part because everyone is immortal.

[Tricia Mc]

Thank you 😊

[lua]

this is lovely, the idea that there is always adventure out there for one to have although it may not include one's immediate perception of being wild. this can be openly interpreted as a metaphor for something else or a person

[Tricia Mc]

Thank you 😊