#gift

A LITTLE BUCKET FILLED WITH ART

We received a gift of art yesterday…Art…perhaps on this point the two of us might quibble…you see the art was from a three-year-old…it was a bucket filled with scribbles.

 

Perhaps it was not art at all…yes…when we see it in a different light…perhaps these were just little notes he took the time to write.

 

If it is a bucket filled with art or little notes is something we will long discuss…but what makes this bucket special…is he made it just for us.

 

What’s in that little bucket?…we can spend some time debating it but there is no argument what makes it special…is the time he took creating it.

 

For the beauty of any handmade gift (we realize as we grow older) lies both in the intention of the artist…as well as the eye of the beholder.

 
 
 
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wolf love

 

I am your animal

 

I am the wolf

 

your hunter and capture of my heart

 

 

 

I will hunt for you

 

and stay by your side once I have hunted you down

 

 

 

I will bite you

 

mark you as my own

 

with my tender nip

 

 

 

If the moon is full

 

I will howl for you

 

 

 

I become the wolf

 

for you this night

 

just to taste the bitter

 

sweet bite of your blissful kiss

 

 

 

In my wolf skin

 

I seek your soft touch

 

 

 

I follow the trail

 

of your slow and steady breath

 

 

 

The pretedar is now the prey

 

 

 

You wrap your arms around me

 

Captured by your embrace

 

my heart beats in sync with yours

 

 

 

a wolfs love is the hunters heart

 

 

 

living in the wolf's chest is the quick beat as the heat rises to my cheeks.

-Destiny

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is my first poem I have ever posted public. And agian iv explained this i know its confusing my whole point was for you to choose a side and its how love really is, confusing. and thank you so much for helping me!

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