Only He Can Calm Her Poem by Patricia Kelley

She lies there like an unsettled feline waiting for her true love with built up anticipation, the eagerness that crawls through her skin, every hour she gazes at her watch counting the hours, a quiet madness rushes through her mind, giving her chills.

Her dark merlot wine spills.
She's not mad at him; no, she just longs to be with him to feel his breath upon her flesh to feel his heart next to hers, she has an uncontrollable hunger that only he knows how to satisfy. She can already taste him on her lips. She lies there flipping through the pages of her mind the last time they were together, remembering his satisfying kiss…

She can already feel the excitement building up inside.
She can feel him touching her…
She starts to purr.

Soon daylight succumbs to darkness; the moon dancing against the walls.
She hears the howling night calls.
Her eyes focus on the silver fox fur,
Laying across her chair,

She lies there hearing the howling winds that only stir the madness and sadness inside of her longing to be with him one more time…
She hears the hour chime.
That annoys her more hitting to the bone.
Waiting anxiously for the sound of the phone

She hears a noise outside her upstairs window with her heart beating faster she races towards the open window, where the cascading curtains blow freely with the hard wind blowing them towards her.
She freezes to a blur.

She quickly looks out the window to see that it was only a horse that had gotten loose…

Her heart stops….


And, just as she is ready to give up, she hears a sound at her bedroom door and sees the brass knob turning, hearing the sound brings quickness to her heart…
The chained key drops.

She holds her breath taking a deep breath, and exhales letting all of her emotions go…
She looks at him, taking him all in, taking a deep breath, breathing in his woodsy scent… feeling completeness…as he wraps his strong muscular arms around her, she gently purrs… with the wildness in her calmed…

Only he can calm her...She purrs