Like a wolve
rampagin thru my mind,
she unearths ancient pathways
untrodden in this day and time.
Stalkin recesses unknow
snifflin out secret passages
the SHE-WOLVE breathes life
into my wild, savage self.

Heavy with sweet scents of wet passion
she enrages my desire.
Teasin,
playfully brushin
rubbin 'gainst me.
Wolve pups in a rollin-dance.
Primal Innocence.

FIRE and ICE

I have met the SHE- GODDESS,
her eyes aglow with FIRE and ICE.
She is more at ease runnin with wolves
than rubbin elbows in polite social fare.
She is the woman who lives at the end of time,
who bathes in the river beneath the earth.

...starvin from soul hunger,
longing for the tastes of the wild.