"She" by Kit Monroe
She
Everyday she gives of herself faithfully to the world She lives for its constant pleasure
Her tiny frame and big eyes make her seem delicate in stature to the oblivious
It makes her smirk at their ignorance
When the door closes and all is quiet,
The animal comes out to play
She is a force of nature
Her grip so little yet overpowering as she consumes me with her every movement
She is unstoppable
I want to give her my soul in this moment
I must belong to her
Pouring into her every breath in ways that cannot be explained by words
Only by the dance that forms between us
I am Hers and She is mine.