Underneath The Wild Moon

The night is dry and dark when I feel my heart is empty. I walk through the woods. I stare up at the moon, breathe the scents of the falling leaves in Fall bathed in the moonlight. I know you are there. The place where the trees part, where you are sheltered and safe.

I find you. You stare at me for a second and turn toward the darkness, leave me. Leave me alone. I chase you, I run like the wind dodging every tree, just to feel the warmth of your back that I can feel on my naked palm. You run faster and faster to flee but I still chase you. I chase you to feel the heartbeat of your heart of stone, for my heart seems to lose its home.

I know you are too wild. You are too wild to be tamed by my delicate heart. You keep denying your true feelings like nightmares that I always try to ignore. But I know, I know you long for one sweet kiss to quench your thirst. You long for one soft touch that keeps you warm.

You stop there. You stop running to let me hug you underneath the wild moon. I close my eyes and put your rough palm on my cheek, in the silence I touch your heart of stone. As we linger here in the dark, I feel the warmth of your back that I can feel on my naked palm. As you tenderly wrap me in your embrace, I know my heart finds its home.

As we linger here in the dark,
As you tenderly wrap me in your embrace,
As I feel your heartbeat underneath the wild moon,
I know I'm in love with a werewolf
I'm in love with a werewolf
I'm in love with a werewolf.



Commonwealth, 29/04/2011
5:49 AM
For a werewolf out there, http://youtu.be/TPmuD3-36dM