The Wolf and The Moon

Those eyes with glowing fire,
It’s beauty as much as I try to deny.
Stolen glances, dismissive smile,
grasping for my breath  just for a little while.
Just like the moon, like a star,
I can only see him from afar.
And I am nothing but a wolf,
who’s secretly fond of the moon.


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