O warrior Lycan!
With your rustic hues on this opaque night.
Rippling muscles that need no shirt
Which you remove with complete ease
To use in a healing manner.
Selfless and bold, strong and wise.
One gets lost in your deep, labyrinth eyes.
Ye of nature and transformation
Guided by the moon and the thrill of the hunt.
'Tis time for you to become one with the night.
Tonight is the Supermoon
and I will think of you fondly.
|Aren't we cute together?!|