This is the third in a series of poems entitled Pumas. If you have not yet read the first two, I suggest you scroll down and read those first.
I want
to walk with you
in my dreams
scream your screams
feel your blood
rushing
your heart beat
mine
soft golden fur
wound in my hair
your amber eyes
glowing
through my brown
death defying
together walking
moonlit
wild
free
Incredible. I love it.
I am glad you like it.