Wild Love
You didn’t know it yet
But I was coming straight
for you
Running wild, flying blind
periwinkle blue jet fuel
throwing my hands up
to shield my face
from your amber glow
I wasn’t supposed to be there
You were supposed to go
Then you stayed
unfettered, unfrayed
My best defenses waylaid
Tethering me to you and you to me
with love’s firm cable staid
Calm to my clattered chaos
Heart to my heart-shaped holes
Like an injured animal
You fed me compassion
until I was whole
Never letting us go
I didn’t know it yet
but you were coming straight
for me
Relentlessly loyal, forever fierce
scarlet red wild fire
And all your softness shifting like sand
Holding out your hands
as I outstretched mine
We trembled in the morning light
You weren’t supposed to be there
I was supposed to go
Tethering you to me and me to you
with love’s firm cable staid
Cheer to cure chagrin
Heat to heal the soul
Like lost animals
We found compassion
until we were whole
Never letting us go

C.J. Beecher is a Montana native who writes poetry and prose that explores nature, resilience, and the intersection of science and spirit. Her work has appeared in The London Writers’ Salon, Wingless Dreamer, Ruminate Magazine, Business Insider, Winning the Business, and Dandelion Revolution Press. When she isn’t writing, she’s likely hiking on a trail or reading beside her dog.
Substack: @cjbeecher
