Next to You — after In This Moment, Sick Like Me (a golden shovel poem)

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The primal truth is what it is.
I am changed, ever-evolving — it
happens — and I’m sick
of apologizing for it, tired of
explaining why you are Wolf, to me.
This is why I choose — surrender to
your strength and love, why I feed
you. I see fierce strength in the
woman you awakened, this animal
in me — she shines, in your love — in
truth. Isn’t she better, next to you?

———-

POETIC FORM

golden shovel – Take a line (or lines) from a poem you like. Use each word as an end word in your poem. Keep the end words in order. Credit the original poet, ie. “-after (poet)”.

POEM A DAY NOVEMBER 2015 – PROMPT:

For today’s prompt, write an animal poem.
For more information, check out– http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2015-november-pad-chapbook-challenge-day-11.

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