FULLMOON, holla for life
Waking up early in the night
As the moon shines bright
Falling right into my bedroom
Cherishing the precious fullmoon
Like a wolf, I’m howling at the moon
Screaming out for my party to join me soon
I don’t wanna be alone no more
I wished it would be like, as it was before
A big party surrounded me, my pack of wolves
The teeth barefoot and sharp like a knife
We are strong and unbreakable, a celebration of life
I feel huge power, deep down inside
Clear and bright, while mosquitoes are dancing in the light
I’m awake before midnight
Mystic fullmoon, a holla for life
Beautiful photo. I love animal prints too! I miss my pack too! I think I’m finding a new pack now! I notice them being drawn like a kinship! What a beautiful feeling! Lovely poem!
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Thank you so much for your sweet words, my friend!
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