WolfQuill Poetry: I am the Wolf

Tuesday, June 2, 2015

I am the Wolf

Sometimes in the darkest hour of night. before the sky shows any revealing light... I call to the Wolf of my spirit, bid him come, that I might hear His brave heart thrum. Then I close my eyes and reach out longingly... then that magnificent creature is ME. No man’s fists will assail me now and... Sign in to see full entry.

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