Ballad for a Wild Lover

Wild into the wild,

little into the skin

of someone else's dreams,

and wild into the other's dreams

I creep down into the

very heart of things.

Wild, subsumed into

the supernaural,

absorted in the

appreciation

of hearts’ composition.

Wild into the wild,

winding into the wind,

dancing with the leaves,

I will leave my body

to get into your skin.

Like an enchantment,

like a charming spell,

I will get into you,

and you will get into me.

Wild into the wild,

naive into the sea,

precious under the rain,

you will find my voice there,

into the spirals

of timeless time.

Call me closer,

call me the closest

you can get.

Call me closer,

there's a place

there are places,

to see the sun rise

with eyes closed tight.

With eyes closed tight

I will find your skin

blooming into my hands.

and wild into the wild

I will let you breath me

completely

into your perfect

body,

to be the tiniest

of your whims.//