There was something wild in her
Something corrupted
Something destructive
I often wondered if there was a fighter plane
soaring high in her skies
Fighting to defend something precious.

There was something wild in her
Something loud
Something overwhelming
I observed her in her calmest state and watched
as she demanded power from the others
But in the most manipulative way,
where you would never know it was a command.

There was something wild in her
Something loving
Something passionate
I was blessed to lay with her from time to time.
I wanted her heart for all of these reasons,
But she was too wild for anyone.