The tamer

She dances with the wolf, fearless unfazed
Seems so free in his beastly embrace
In an Uncanny ease her body Laze
Yet she knows with what she plays

Subtly aware that the beast may pounce
And on her flesh he may feast
Yet no fear her face announce
Seems as a submissive prey for the beast

But she has faith her spirit so strong
She knows well that she can’t be wronged
It is to her that the beast belongs
And what is it that the he really long

Beast, his spirit of wilderness
Enamoured n enslaved by her tenderness
Not even a hair of hers he would harm
So smitten he is by her charms

There is no cage no chain that binds
He is free to flee wherever he likes
He knows, she won’t call or run behind
But he finds it hard to lose her sight

His world has shrunk to her premise
Her love has tamed all his vice
With tender reigns of love now she plays
Quite willing the beast follows her way