Wednesday, July 01, 2015

The wolf comes out.

During dreadful days,
Thrilling nights,
The wolf comes to play,
Strong, bloodthirsty.

With furious eyes,
Threats the world,
Threats the stars,
And waits to pray.

Full moon rise,
He howls to thy,
Lovely eyes,
And sweetest rhyme.

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