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The Wolf in Me

I wonder, my Lover,
does my gaze
and the thought
of my nails
carving your back
awaken the wolf within
as do those thoughts
of you
awaken mine?

Slowly lifting its head from slumber
ears pointed upward, forward
shaking off frost and hunger,
it stands;
pausing for the briefest of moments
to insure that it correctly understands the message

then with confident gait
it saunters, slowly at first
knowing there is not yet a need for speed
but as the heartbeat drum quickens
and throbs inside twitching ears
so does its pace until reaching
a full speed galloping rhythm;
it runs.
racing the wind,
now it runs -
until a mere flash between trees
is all that is seen
up rocky mountain
muscles quiver, contract,
it sprints, pants
gasping white fog breath
and when, having reached
the most elevated peak
and while cold wind whips
with a will to tumble the beast
the determined wolf stands firm
releasing one piercing celebratory howl
before leisurely and softly trotting
back toward its familiar place of rest
to calmly lie
until next time

ah yes
my Love,
you awaken the wolf in me.

2am

..and at 2 am
it don't matter much
that my skin won't tremble
beneath her touch

and at 2 am
I can barely feel
that the lips pressing mine
can't begin to heal

and my body wants
when the clock chimes two
another's breath
a different smell
but convince myself
that this will do

almost believing 
with tired, closed eyes
recognizable sighs
and that the warmth on me
comes from familiar thighs

no thoughts of morning
it is time away
and by a sun bright 2
the guilt will fade

but at 2 am
the night is cold and
sleep will find me
if only arms surround and hold

me

cause
it don't matter much
at 2 am
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to try again

hello again
my friend

oh yes,
I'm fine
and I see
that time
to you
has been kind

I'd love to say
that you never cross
my mind
but you see
I never was the kind
to lie

the trembles?
oh they aren't really much,
the ones that would only
disappear with your touch

and the shakes
I can take
though they last awhile
now without your smile

well, I promised myself
this time
there'll be no tears
when you are near

but my heart won't forgive
if I neglect to say -
if I forget to ask
if you would stay

for oh it's been far too long
since I've heard your song
so one final time
I'll speak what's been so long
etched upon my mind.
won't you please come back to me,
come back to where you belong?

no, I'm not about to cry,
I'll be fine.
that's all I needed from you -
yes, once more...
one more time,
let's try

Stolen Moments
Judy Francesconi