In the silver light of a waning moon,
Where shadows whisper and the night hums a tune,
I found myself lost in the wild, untamed,
Drawn to the rhythm of the heart unclaimed.
A figure emerged from the depths of the night,
With eyes like embers, fierce and bright.
He moved with a grace that both thrilled and scared,
A creature of darkness, yet unprepared.
"Come dance with me," he beckoned with a growl,
In a world where silence is an echoing howl.
With a pulse of the forest, we spun in the dark,
As the trees held their breath, and the night held its spark.
We twirled through the shadows, a whirlwind of fur,
Each step a story, each breath a whisper.
The air crackled with magic, wild and free,
In the dance of the wolf, I found part of me.
His spirit was wild, untamed as the breeze,
A force of nature that brought me to my knees.
Yet in his ferocity, there was a gentle embrace,
A reminder that beauty often hides in a face.
With every spin, the boundaries blurred,
Between human and wolf, in silence we heard.
A dance of connection, primal and pure,
In the heart of the forest, my soul felt secure.
But as dawn approached, and shadows withdrew,
I knew in my heart, this moment was true.
For dancing with a wolf, beneath the night sky,
Taught me the freedom in letting life fly.
So I'll carry the rhythm, the pulse of the night,
The spirit of the wolf, fierce and bright.
For in every dance, in each heartbeat's call,
I learned that in nature, we find strength in our fall.
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100+ Poems for Gabrielle ~ Vol. 1
Poetry"100+ Poems for Gabrielle" is a first volume, heartfelt collection of poems dedicated to someone special, weaving together themes of love, friendship, and deep emotions. Each poem reflects unique moments and feelings, offering a journey through word...
