The Werewolf's Wife Awakens

My god, the dreams I had
last night. Got everything,
every single electric thing
I have wanted in dreams
these last
four years, your bare neck
damp from the bath,
your sweet tongue alive with joy,
your fingers hot and pressing the raised lines
on my arms. Even now
I spin, my heart a carousel sparking
with the nearness of you
last night.

photograph by Kay Jan
for more of the rather dramatic saga of the werewolf's wife, see The Werewolf's Wife Confesses

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