I am the volcano
Lying dormant.
I churn in the deep and dark
Waiting
For you to quake the ground beneath me.
I feel the sky growing dark.
I am boiling beneath the surface.
Together, we will destroy everything silent and still.
I will abandon every ounce of hatred coursing through my body to lay my love in your rough hands.
you are more gentle than you'll ever know
I hope one day to prove to you that you are safe.
My arms wait to welcome you home.
I wait patiently.
I know you're out there walking the dark, arid streets. I can almost feel your frustration just as I can feel the weight of my longing for you.
The way I know your wolves will dance in perfect harmony to my own.
I can only hope you will look into the burning of my eyes and grab my hand instead of running as all the others have done. The strength of our relationship is something i have dreamt of for what feels like lifetimes upon lifetimes. I can't contain the excitement my heart feels knowing that you're out there, seething for me as I do for you.
I'm waiting like a storm brewing on the horizon. You are the colliding cra
The ferocity at which I imagine your hands grasping at my throat excites me to the point of frustration.
Knowing that I can do nothing but meet you at that point in my most vivid of dreams.
Sensuality has long grown from its hunger to something wild and monstrous.
I hear the growl bellowing from your chest.
The beast grows warm in my belly.
She is hungry.
And ready to feed.