The Werewolf's Call

Companionless, I walked alone
the harsh winter wind chilling me to the bone
for the fire that was within me, had all but died out
the day with him, you started going out. 
upon my honour, i could not believe
that life could play a trick like this, making all seem so bleak

as i gazed at the full moon, eclipsed by a cloud
twas but a reflection of how the hopes in my heart
were covered with a shroud
almost unconsciously,
i joined the werewolves howl against the full moon
and its false promises of hope...which turned to despair to be followed by gloom.

however, should you even remember me, dearest!
in my heart, you will always be the one i hold nearest.

And, 
when you return as i know you will have to, 
i wil be running the forest on all fours.
but your gentle touch and soft velvet kiss
will turn me back from this monster, 
... and nothing will be amiss.

--Anshuman