Black Wolf
To my boyfriend Cris
A stranger standing
In a street full
Of people yet
Can’t find himself
People stand and
Stare for he is
Out of place
With his strange ways
He looks like
A shadow with
Dark soulless eyes
And scars on his arms
A wolf by his
Side, an ax on
His back and a
Knife in his boot
Yet scariest of all
To the city folk
Was the wolf
By his side
Cold as death
Dark as night
Sharp as steel
To kill them all
So hunter becomes
The prey and
The prey becomes
The hunter
Not a soul left
Alive and a stranger
Who found himself
In a woman’s love
(2013)
This is a story of two lost souls and standing up for those you love.
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