A Wild Muse
My animal took her animal
away from the human zoo
we became a true love poem.
Later her animal claimed to have a soul,
that she needed more than
relief and satisfaction.
Dissatisfied we parted,
and so that poem
was never completed.
Yet often
it still growls
in the dead of night.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2023
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