The Wolf

It's a third part

If only for a while. If only for a minute. You make things beareable.

The wolf revels in her caress. Delicate fingers running through rough hairs.
Confusion mixed with gloat taunts his stoic nature. Instincts battles senses in a futile war. A sigh of ease reaching his ears attempts to tame the inner monster. 

As to why, there is no point in asking. You make it OK.

Mental exhaustion clouds her judgement. Warmth radiating from the beast of prey envelops her fragile figure. The night that seemed to have no end slowly creeps towards a possible dusk. The wolfs need to withdraw growing stronger.

Always there but too far away to figure out. Impossible to catch.

Suddenly leaping out of the glade he vanishes from sight again. Only a moment together, sharing their presence. Stars and moon creeping back in to the black universe. Magic lost within a heartbeat. Only the prints on the ground witness of the past. Untangeling her hair from the trees claws she hears a howl far off in the distance. 

Until next time I will keep on my feet. Thanks to you, if only for a minute, if only for a while.

Author's Note

There's a song by HIM called The Funeral Of Hearts that goes:

"Love's the funeral of hearts and an ode for cruelty
When angels cry blood on flowers of evil in bloom
The funeral of hearts and a plea for mercy
When love is a gun separating me from you"

Ville Valo writes beautiful poetry to his songs.

Okay I'm done tributing. My own stuff is definately inspired by the work Ville Valo, always. But this piece is alot more than that. Coming right from heart.

Tell me what you think, and if there are any major errors since English isnt my first language.

I know it's hard, but spread the love people.
Even though I just quoted it's the funeral of our hearts, lol ^^