a wolf amongst thy sheepskins.
Amongst thus,
woollen woven love,
An aerie lurking lye's,
Bound in tormenting sin,
Within blackened sky's,
A Smolensk air,
Thinkend be,
Tantalizing enemy,
Luring love to thus ruthless stake,
Without having hesitate,
Devoured now,
Bloodshed teeth,
Dripping breathlessly,
Tastings sweetest breast's,
Wounded separated chest,
Beastly cries' crossed air,
Rippling lovers farewell,
A deaths, depth,
Sacrifice be thus,
Cradle to thy sleep,
A wolf amongst
the sheepskins,
Sadly now weeps,
Harrowing at thy stake,
Of his loves mistaken scent,
A deathly solitude echoing past pent,
Against thy agonizing full moon rise,
baring bloodstained teeth within harrowing darkened sky's.
forever shaken now Lys.
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Dearest Cherie Sumner, sweetheart credit for you descriptions,
it's about a werewolves pleading hell, after mistakenly tearing his lovers heart out , only realizing with the taste of her breast's, facing a lonely life of torment of lost love through mistaken scent , forever howling at the full moon, waiting his own death. Xx
Noted the contained within verse,...good poem.
Ravindra Kumar
Thank you Ravindra, in pleased you appreciate it, much love to you xx