POETRY
The Cry of the Wolf
I hear the cry.... of the wolf
As he stands proudly....on the bluff
I hear the calling.... of his soul
Distance of time.... has taken a toll
The hunger in his voice..... is perfectly clear
His presence is felt.... he is near
His cries are loud.... and out of control
He has a desire.... to consume my soul
Devour my body....and taste my heart
Pick at it.... till it comes apart
Awaken sleeping passions.... once untamed
Animal instinct.... he must lay his claim
Extinguish the fires....of his flesh
Careful to not get tangled.... in a mesh
Hungry night.... is driving him on
Covered by darkness.... out there alone
His cries of the night.... are getting nearer
Echoing in my head.... clearer and clearer
Just one lone wolf.... singing to the moon
Calling my name.... howling a tune
In a hypnotic trance.... I can't resist
A strong desire.... to taste his kiss
Inhibitions gone.... no control
Please just let me.... keep my soul
© Teresa L. Gryder