The Timid, the Weak, and Timorous Need Not Apply

“You only need one man to love you. But him to love you free like a wildfire, crazy like the moon, always like tomorrow, sudden like an inhale and overcoming like the tides. Only one man and all of this.” ~ C. JoyBell C.
 

The girl is a wildfire. She'll set your mind on fire and rain thunder in your dreams. She'll dance across fields in your heart like she's chasing a hurricane. And she'll run. She'll run like the tides chasing the moon. She'll slip through your fingers like quicksilver. But maybe, just maybe, if you softly sing your siren song, she'll swim to your distant shore. And moor with you, in the sea.