Her foot steps,
Echo through the cold rough pavement,
The scent of pine, and mulch engulfs her,
Smiling, she begins to sing,
"Alone, and isolated,
Never free,
To be me!
I only speak,
Once spoken to.
My love for darkness,
Is my only hope...
Can't you see,
You and me...
Will never be...
But if I were to love you-"
Her voice stops, as she hears a twig snap.
She stop,
She frantically looks everywhere,
Yet no ones there,
She starts to fiddle with her hands,
Which begin to sweat,
She becomes scared,
nervous,
But she continues to walk down the cold calloused path,
The leaves begin to rustle,
loudly,
Closer, and closer,
She runs,
Heart pounding,
Mouth dry,
She screams, as something tackles her to the ground,
A wolf,
A dark gray one,
It's eyes are a bright green,
She's confused,
Because it's eyes are so beautiful, so kind,
loving.
Not mean, or scary,
It gets off her,
Lays itself on the unraveled path,
In the middle of the park,
Just staring,
She looks at it for a moment,
Then smiles,
Her pretty emerald eyes sparkling,
Her black hair bouncing, as she spins.
She moves closer to it,
It's ears prick up,
Yet still lays calmly on the ground,
Watching her every move.
She sits next to it,
Hesitatingly stroking it's soft fur,
She rests her head on his belly,
Eyes closing,
She feels hands caress her face,
Lips meeting hers,
Tasting like pine, and lavender.
However, she was already asleep,
Before she could open her eyes, to see whoevers sweet lips that belonged to the person...
Hours later she awoke,
In the middle of the forest...
Alone.
She began to wonder,
About that beautiful wolf,
About those lips.
And if it was all just a dream.
YOU ARE READING
Life a pain or a pleasure?
PoetryThese are poems I've made in creative writing so far. Please read them and tell me your thoughts. Also i'll make poems do to my feelings, and thoughts on whatever mood i'm in. So please enjoy and vote!!!!!!!!!!! Love ya'll!
