squall

past the nose your animal scent
behind the lungs that breathe you in
into the heart past many walls
you are causing quite a squall

thunder, lightning loud it screams
you the man from fervent dreams
setting my very soul on fire
no net under this high wire

many tried to claim this heart
they were wrong right from the start
I didn't know if you would come
to your charm, I have succumb

gone too many days and nights
telling angels of my plight
answered prayers from those above
finally home and with my love

Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License