Spirit of the WolfA Poem by Forgotten
I look at her my heart filled with awe,
The gentle moonlight caresses her body, Blue as the morning sky,
Her eyes crystalline and tranquil, Her smile cleansing my soul, God is my witness for my love for her. She has the Spirit of the Wolf, The exiled Omega yet the Alpha in her own justice, Independent, Reliant on no-one she stands tall and proud, With the beauty of the moonlight and the strength of the wolf, She holds my heart close. I look at her my heart filled with awe, With the moonlight in her eyes, And the strength in her heart, She has the Spirit of the Wolf, God is my witness, For the eternal love I hold for her.
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6 Reviews Added on May 19, 2012 Last Updated on May 19, 2012 AuthorForgottenGloucestershire, Stroud, United KingdomAboutMy real name is John-Paul Crawford, I do voluntary work at Stroud FM and hopefully after my training will be allowed my own slot on air. Writing takes up most of my time, I'm always trying to better m.. more..Writing
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