The Wolf and the Moon

A chilled winter at the poles
Auroras roaring their lights...
Eyes shining thru deep holes..
Paranoid he searches in the nights..

A silver gleam over his fur..
Wolverine howls over a hill..
White blanket world over.
Silence on the wooden sill..

A fight for blood continues.
A search of the moon...
The wolf shudders it's hues..
The wolf has his boon..

The shimmer in his eyes...
He engulfs her, within...
Transient inbetween lies..
She lives in serene...

The wolf and the moon..
He plays all the fools..
Unconquerable & cool...
He howls only to his moon...

The world shuts it's days..
The wolf wakes up strays..
Moon watches him thru
He gleams in silver hues..

The wolf and the moon..
A heart bleeding alone...
Blood rushes in soon...
The skies open on their own..

In his eyes blinded by her..
Wars he left to fall..
Wins hearts loser...
Snow shades them all...

Chills pristine white...
the silver lining skies...
Auroras depart the night..
Blind he held her in his eyes...

The wolf and the moon..
They say they waited for doom..
Till she kissed him with her light..
He walked in grey bright...

The wolf and the moon...
Artic melts at noon...
The world dissolves his home..
She shelters him in fumes...

The wolf and the moon...

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