Untamed Poem by Mick Law

Untamed

Rating: 5.0


You could, I feel, in olden days have turned the heads of kings and brought a frown to priest’s blank faces laughing at their scorn
You are lightning white and blue and oh how blue, how blue are you….
You strike and a thousand smiles light up around you then you nip and you pinch and you laugh at the pain till the sorrow comes. There is no blonde in you.
Sometimes you speak and the child inside you peaks out then treads warily back into the whirling wind but stays there in your eyes of sapphire sea, as an innocent gleam in a devilish moon.
I watch you searching for the next naughty episode of “I love life and sod it all” and I explode with glorious laughter as you fill us all so bounteously full of you.
A magical mixture of shy and needy stirred with glimpses of demanding and greedy but always yes always so fiercely giving and true, both kind and cruel together.
You want it all and then you don’t, like a changing tide, capricious, dogmatic and haunted by the roads ahead: the scary adult route.
And yet I see, in the midst of the storm you wear around you, a moment when you stop and smile with naked honesty and you cry out from your soul “like me, love me, save me, hold me and I become like molten wax around you.

M law

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Thurnscoe South Yorkshire, UK
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