Tale of a She-Wolf.. Bittersweet

Into the darkness and shimmers of midnight gleam,
she stood with pride alone under the moonlight beam,
gushes of icy wind stroking her fur as snow,
stood there fierce and strong, others may not know!
looked she into the eyes of sky above,
howled at the moon her oneside love,
opera it was! shrill waves of uniquess lingered,
rhapsodies of long sung emotions unheard!
To the moon she loved
but never
reached.....

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[Night]

I really like this! Beautiful imagery of the she-wolf and her howl. Those last two lines especially are so touching!