© Dyanne Brown

 

I want to be the wonder

That you wonder

As you wander about

The mystery

That rolls in your mind

As you try to understand

My inner workings

Not an everyday occurrence

Or a painting on your wall

Not a statue in your life

A dependable, expendable

Taken for granted and unseen

Entity that floats through your days

I want to be fireworks on the fourth of July

Something you look forward to

A source of excitement

Something you live for

And that shows up in your fondest memories

I want to be the wonder

That you wonder

As you wander about

I want to be sex

The steamy, sweaty writing bodies type

Ripping off clothes

Passionate desire and hunger

Taking me as if I am the answer

To the question of your life

Consuming me as if

You cannot breathe

Without tasting my lips

Kneading and digging your fingers

Into my hips

As I scratch and claw your back

Animalistic, natural desire

Taking me as if you are stealing the essence of my soul

To carry with you

And flashbacks

that shock you and ignite you

I want to be the wonder

That you wonder

As you wander about

I want it all

I want you to be wrapped up in my presence

I want you to be ruined for anyone else

I want you to be craving me

Like a need

Like food

Like oxygen

Like water

I want to be the wonder

That you wonder

As you wander about

Until you find your place

Here in my heart