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The Poetry of
Terri Lyn Stanfield

Feral Attraction

I know that you're trouble
Every move that you make
Is blatant and sexy
There can be no mistake
You are out on the prowl
You're looking for action
And you draw attention
With feral attraction
And that look in your eyes
Is magnetic and hot
And you leave not a doubt
As to what you have got
You're way beyond tempting
Every movement screams lust
You're not out for romance
You're not looking for trust
You just want a partner
For one sensual night
You have no interest
In what's wrong, or what's right
And it just so happens
That I am in accord
With your heated desires
Just what you're looking for
Let's get out of this place
And set the night on fire
I will be your lover
And fulfil your desires
We'll part in the morning
Go our separate ways
Until night falls again
Then we'll come out to play

Wasteland

I walk in the shadows
Craving the darkness
My heart at one with the night
The desolation that is my deepest self
Needing the blackness, melding into it
Disappearing into the nothingness
And taking solace in the anonymity
Cherishing the few hours of escape
But knowing that all too soon
With the coming of the light of day
I will have to face once more
The wasteland that is my soul

I Watch You

I watch you every day
I know your every move
I know where you work
I know where you live
I know what time you rise
I know what time you go to bed
And whether or not you sleep alone
I know what time you go to lunch
What you eat, and how long you stay
I watch you, and I wait
And someday soon, I'll make my move
And no one will watch you again

Sweet Dream

You came to me in a dream
With a beauty not of this world
Your hair like silken strands of gold
Your eyes bluer than the bluest sky
Your touch as gentle as the lighting of a butterfly
And your spirit sweeter than the sweetest honey
You touched the jagged edges of my soul
And, seamlessly, made it whole again
You touched the hardened rock that was my heart
And made it tender and vibrant once more
Then you stayed with me throughout the night
Holding me in your arms with the purest love
And I fought against waking with the coming of the dawn
Losing the battle, unable to hold on to the dreamscape
Yet as I open my eyes, things are different
I am not the same person I was last night
For in my sleep, I was touched by an angel
And given a whole new chance at life

You Think

You think that I don't know
But I'm fully aware
Of where you go at night
And what you do while there
You think you're being slick
With all your sneaky ways
But I know everything
And you're going to pay
You think that I'm so dense
That I don't have a clue
But you're the one who's thick
Yes, I know where and who
You think you've got it good
But you will be surprised
To find you've been locked out
When you come home tonight
You think I'll be in bed
Already sound asleep
Well, at least you're half right
But I've got company
You think this is a joke
That I will let you in
But you'd better go back
To see your old "sick friend"
You think I'll come around
And take you back some day
But I found someone new
When you went out to play

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