By Meadow Schmitt
Meadow Schmitt is Senior at VWU majoring in English with a minor in Media and Communications. They love to write, crochet, and garden whenever they aren't bouncing around campus!
Alone, one ne’er shall tame the unruly beast.
Fully encaged in each moment shared
When two-gather, the beast doth softly feast.
As waves retreat from sand, left the two-paired
Thundering in their chests, the beast storms,
Tempting, magnetizing them to-gather.
Desperately, in their lone hearts it swarms,
Only till it sees the pair together.
Unwieldingly, the beast may be vol-tile,
Nay, like a rain storm, the beast doth only harm.
For it replenishes the pairs’ twine’ nile.
The fated pair rejoined, the land is warm.
Encaptured once more, their hearted-beast wells,
Forever lost in one of love’s best spells.