Surrender the Wolf

 

Surrender the Wolf

September 19, 2006

 

I will come to your cabin of singing streams

to surrender my hunger at your ancient stone table. 

I will sip of your sweet wine

upon your moss covered ground

and drape my arm along your chest,

Your heart in my cupped hand. 

Blue In Green will waft and swim beneath our canopy of night, 

Your breath rising and falling beneath my  cheek. 

I breathe, "Shall we dance?" against your neck,

while my fingers trace tiny circles along your wrist. 

~*~Ophelia~*~