The wind howls like a wolf
Far in the distance the storm calls
The rain soaking the sidewalks like the tears of dark angels begging to return home
My heart in your heart has its center
The galaxy moving in circles
The wolves are moving closer
Aside a fire burning bright
I can see the light in your eyes growing dim
“I can hear the thunder” you said softly while you sipped your wine
The wind seems silent now
The wolves are stalking their prey
“That isn’t thunder” I say
It’s the cry from deep within my heart as it’s breaking
