SHEWOLF

I approached you
brave and fearless
albeit mystified.
You were
winged as an angel
fierce like when you fell.
Ablazed was my heart
at the sight of your eyes
and caught already
in the shackles of darkness
at once
with my soul hungered for more
for your scent, for your blood
for your soul, for you
forevermore.

 © Diana Mistera 18.2.2013