What emanates off of you, leaves me in wander.
It’s powerful and strong, like the Alpha Wolf. It’s gentle and patient,
like the changing of the seasons. It’s soothing and so different,
and when it’s gone, what’s left over teases me. I am left wishing it would drown me.
But it’s always gone a moment too soon.
(c) Al’Nysa S. Goodwin