20090501

WHERE, WOLF?



I'm a fucking wolf. I can turn into a wolf. And, when I'm with you, there's no moon round enough to pull me away. I'll sprawl across your feet and my stillness will protect. Trash everyone else's love. It's all cheap to me. My fickle fang. My riches. My fang. More a fang than any. It proves itself. You may favor it, or no.

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