Wolfsong

A smile, warm and anticipating, glides
as naturally as breathing over my face.
His growl, like velvet, surrounds me.
He touches that place that screams "I am alive!"

My naked heat quivers for his mouth
waning and begging to be tasted.
I listen now, helpless, breathless
and oh so willing to become prey.

That grinning wolf beckons, come to me
and my body shivers deliciously.
He knows my will belongs to him now,
his ears alert to devour my cries.

Lost in his wolfsong, his beautiful song,
my mind drifts to where body becomes gift.
I freely give him all that I am
the sweet song now, is mine for him.

And the dance begins

Growls lost within cries, cries within growls,
over and over I dance with the wolf;
shaking with pleasure, breath hot in his ears;
compelled in this moment to feed his hunger


Releasing to him all that he craves,
sharing with him my flesh.
Held fast in his grasp I call out
loudly I cry to him, for him.

Together we dance through thick oceans
slow and delirious, one consuming the other
madly ravenous until that final moment
when eyes meet and no words exist

Oh lovely wolf, let me sleep within you always

04-14-03

S.A Mogollon

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