Wolf, Wolf, grass green eyes
Blood red gorey eyes
Velvet paws and the softest nose
Claws that ‘tick’ and ‘tack’ and ‘stack’
She howls and growls under the colossal bright white moon.
Soft cuddling and peaceful.
When I touch you peace circes around my back.
Her large shallow eyes glow under the pitchness of the night.
What knife or fire could burn your immortal face.
Arctic winds echo through the phantom shadows in the dark, snarling. It watches the northern light dancing with it’s head resting on her soft velvet paws in the dark night.
Wolf, Wolf, grass green eyes
Blood red gorey eyes
Velvet paws and the softest nose
