I don't want to tame you.

Love is not meant

To water you down

To dilute you

You're not meant to be

Middling

A pale, bland, tasteless residue

You're born to be glorious

Even in chaos

A mess

A delirious unruliness

In tangled chords

Paused time

A crazy, moonstruck rhyme

Let love churn up your gentle breeze

Let waves whip-up your placid seas

Into a roaring storm

A raging inferno

A drenching pouring rain

Let love whisper softly

To your madness

....and go quietly insane

I want you to be wild.

Free.

Unrestrained.

Like a gorgeous flame!

© MS