Hey. just a poem I wrote bout wolves, that's all. Tell me what you think!
Moonlight
shines down.
Illuminating
the night.
As the clouds
shift,
you see the light
of the full moon.
Your eyes
glow golden.
Your hands change
into paws nails
lengthening
into claws.
As the change
completes.
You howl
in ecstasy.
You are free.
Loup-Garou,
you are the very strenth,
the very essence
of the Wolf.
As the moon wanes,
and your being
changes,
you are once again
human.
Still you are set apart.
The Pain
of the Change
has made you strong.
You will not succumb to the ways
of the law.
of the humans
inhumanity.
You live only by the laws
of survival.
Driven by
Love
and
Hate.
You can't help but wonder,
is Death always the only Fate?
Thanx for reading! I hope you liked it!
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