I hear his calls across the ocean

His deep growl in every breeze

Though I plant my sole beside his print

He stays one big foot ahead of me

Yet he once stood so bold

He now retreats in isolation

Until he’s ready I will wait

Full of awe; my abomination

Do you long for me as I do you? 

For you hold my heart in your hairy palms

If I must cross the hills and seas

I shall, to know your Yowie arms

Urges take ahold of me

I ache for you from lips to crotch

It’s true woman has never known

A better lover than Sasquatch

-Andromeda (Andy) McQueef