You stand so still, so I can’t see you.
You would be invisible,
If you weren’t the most beautiful part of your natural world.
Your muscles, flex, and quiver ever so slightly.
Do you know how much I love you?
Your wild and mighty spirit call to my own captivity.
My heart cries for you as the closer your own is coming.
I know what you don’t and my heart breaks for you.
Instantly, you break our gaze and thunder off into freedom.
You do know and that I am your enemy.
Debra J Holbrook 7/22