What is it that draws me daily
As soon as I wake, .... to his side?
Fills me with unfettered longing.
No words are ever enough.
I know I must ride
On the nearest touch.
This bond is true, strongly framed
With heart, mind and soul.......
Who could have arranged
Such a fate? .......... it eats wholly
Into my psyche, and so deep
It will not let me go...... caught alive
By this destiny,
I find always and ever repeated
The thought of......Allure.
Is there no survival?
Fay Slimm
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/caught-alive/
