Who wishes for love?
Is it the one who lost
the warmth of his eyes,
and the contentment
of his soul?
Or is it the one who's
hurt by another one of
the wolfs?
Was she captured by the
herd or did she jump
to feel whole?
Was it because she was so
lonely that the wolfs nest
was the only place she found
as home?
Is that why she is so lost in
the void of her mind?
Has the barks of the wolfs
make her forget the softness
of my soul?
Is she so lost in her misery, that
I must now suffer with her on
my own?
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You Who Knows Best
PoetryThis is a series of love poems written by me. "May we meet where the eye can find its rest, And where our hearts beat for each other, even outside of our breasts."
