I Run With The Wild Poem by Rik Bertrand

I Run With The Wild



My core is hot with the passion of the night,
This is an emotion that I would rather not fight
I run with the wild, and we fight side by side,
I am the lioness of this jungle pride.

My pulse quickens as I move in the darkness,
My head filled with thoughts that I cannot process.
I am wild to the core and my lust is for blood,
I want to devour but don't know if I should.

Do not attempt to render my lust,
I feel I would rip you and turn you to dust,
Do not think that I'm a delight,
For I am ruthless and deadly as I traverse through the night.

My core is hot with the passion of the night,
I am wild and crazy, and I am a beautiful sight,
I prey on the lustful, and yet I relent to no man,
This is a point that you will soon understand.

I am wild with the night, I am hot with desire
I am danger suppressed, I'm coal driven fire.
I am all of these things, yet none at all,
I am just a woman, with a mating call.

REB (MARCH 2012)

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