something wild

House of Heart

Our whispers have grown silent

still your eyes beg me to save you

from your cage of tedium,

rooms of secrets and dormant fireplace.

Caught in s stalled sundown between

dark and light, in mine, I know your heart is tired.

Take this house of lavender and ginseng,

this fortress of forgotten desire   filled

with vivid hues of dreams where I no longer visit.

I am the arch of a cougar’s back in search of

something wild that goes straight to my head.

Big Cat Rescue-

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