{"id":8367,"date":"2016-12-13T09:50:28","date_gmt":"2016-12-13T16:50:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.jeanetteleblanc.com\/?p=8367"},"modified":"2016-12-13T11:47:45","modified_gmt":"2016-12-13T18:47:45","slug":"tame-wild-thing","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.jeanetteleblanc.com\/tame-wild-thing\/","title":{"rendered":"To Tame A Wild Thing"},"content":{"rendered":"
None of those who have loved me have trusted the white hot wolf in me.<\/p>\n
Oh, they have claimed to.<\/p>\n
Perhaps, in the beginning, they have wanted to believe that it was so. Wanted to think that that they were capable of such a love.<\/p>\n
They have all, in the end, been afraid of the heat of her fire.<\/p>\n Know this: To tame a wild thing is never an act of love. It is an act of containment, of force. A call against nature and instinct and the primal force of the shadows.<\/a>But always, in the end, they have tried to tame the wolf of me, to keep her small and safe and contained.<\/p>\n
\nConsider this your warning:<\/p>\n