Wise

Wise

Wise is the way my heart throbs

When he stutters his name,

I am enticed by his body

Wise has become who I am.

I am everything he wants

Wise is what I need.

A need I’ve become accustomed to

I have become wise.

Every part of me feels his name,

Wise is where my heart is

Where I will stay.

Wise….my body speaks of the name I’ve chosen

For me,

Always