Pale white glow with a somber expression on thy face and words that agree with those who ridicule me and pity those who weigh heavily upon the kindness of your heart, woe and worries that are foreign to your own, cry in frustration when not kept up-to-date and produces a transitioning mass amount of love although, not very much for the outsider who refuses to be with the class undeserving of the worthy title of “senior”.
If I could whisk you away from this world of tragic affairs and dramatic strife,
I would in the blink of an eye,
To a world where peace dominates every aspect of our lives and pure bliss flows through me to you in every excited breath we share together among flowers of delight and paradise.
The world you grasp will never consent to such happiness they themselves couldn’t indulge in and therefore hold you prisoner as your individuality blends with their own.
If I cannot save you from the pain self inflicted day in and day out as your burden their careless troubles and cry hidden tears to a bright worded screen then,
I will take you by force
And open the windows to your soul that society thrives to forcibly keep nailed shut with negativity.
However, In my vain attempts to save a parched soul of truth
I have been defeated by the presence of the ultimate defense
And it has drained me to a powerless onlooker.
I hastily retreated into the familiar secluded darkness accompanied only by ordained music and steel pipe shadows.
And now as I idly sit here, eagerly awaiting for you to discover where my true identity hides and how you will engage me in our next intimate encounter, I smile behind a glass wall I have created between me and a conceited society and tip my hat to you, my lustful beauty who melted my icy heart.
To the future I bid adieu.
This is a tale, countless ages told
Among the Wolf, to cub from old.
It is a story of true love,
Between Wolf below, and Moon above.
The Wolf and Moon were One they say,
Lovers, Friends, to this very day.
The sky at night their hunting grounds,
Their depth of love, it knew no bounds.
The Wolf one night, in foolish pride,
Chased a star that tried to hide.
They fell to Earth, Wolfs' heart grew sore,
The Moon still flew; the Wolf no more.
The Wolf at night calls to His Mate,
All alone, cursing Fate.
And to this day the Wolf will cry,
A mournful Howl to the night sky.
The faithful Moon shines loving light,
To call the Wolf back to their flight.
To light his way back to her side,
Apart, due to His foolish pride.
The Wolves tell of a night to come,
When Wolf returns to Moon, his One.
This is the story all cubs know,
Of Moon above, and Wolf below.
But the tale isn't done you see,
kane's Moon; the Wolf is me
My Moon has shone her tender light,
This Wolf on wings of love took flight.
Moon shone her light to guide Wolf Home
No longer will I walk alone.
Hand in hand, side by side we fly,
To hunt once more 'cross the night sky.
Our path, it leads us to our fate
So grateful to my true soulmate.
So cubs must learn a new story,
kane's Moon, and Wolf is me.
The two are One, forever more,
True love the future holds in store.
We talk of dreams, and secrets shared,
In bed at night, our souls are bared.
You wonder how this story ends,
One more verse will tell all my friends
The Wolf.....it mates for life you see,
kane's Moon; the Wolf is me.