like the dragon hibernating in her lair;
and Love has awakened ravenous
hungry and full of desire
sniffing the wind for the direction of prey
We are both hunted by and hunter of Love
That our hands want to taste this gift;
that our eyes want to smell every inch of one another;
that our mouths want to see the deepest caverns
of our beloved are the consequences of
the pangs our bellies growl.
For we have awakened the Dragon
and she is hungry.
© Valerie Bridgeman
January 18, 2013
Written from notes from a 2011 journal
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