Feel the warmth.
And share none of it with the rest of the world.
Embrace it and run with it.
Schemes are no match for the flaming tempest.
Here it moves like a holy fire from within.
Lighting up everything in its destructive path,
yet it leaves behind a much better result.
Coursing through veins of the Animal,
It only makes the creature stronger
against the inevitable forlorn.
Given the willpower,
It may crush me in its path.
I hope it does.

Cannot be tempted.
Believe it is impossible, simply
Because it is the truth.

Try all you want,
She will not bend to your ways
Or sway to your will.
            Give up.
Hope is lost for your cause.

The Woman cannot be
tamed
captured
rung
restrained.

She is the purple smoke you
And your bare hands will never catch.
That luscious mirage of water, just off in the distance.
But no matter how fast you run,
No matter how far you go,
You will never get it.

Just like her.

Oh, yes you may think you have won
When she turns to look your way,
But be advised.
It is only because she sees new game afoot.
Something to entertain her,
If only for a short while.

Be thankful when that time comes.

She will be done with you
sooner than you think.
And when she does so,
Don’t expect to see her again.

Just remember the time she generously gave you
And the shape of her body as she walks away.