Annie
Active Member
Owners of the Night
A howl shatters the quiet night
shivers race down my spine
as I tilt my head back,
answering the call of a friend
then another joins the song
it is my soul mate's voice
and the sky fills with
the call of the wild.
We are a pack sticking together
no matter what we may weather
hunters, fire, famine.
We own the night. We are wolves.
I wrote this poem seven years ago for @Blitz and another friend of ours, I hope you guys enjoy it to.
A howl shatters the quiet night
shivers race down my spine
as I tilt my head back,
answering the call of a friend
then another joins the song
it is my soul mate's voice
and the sky fills with
the call of the wild.
We are a pack sticking together
no matter what we may weather
hunters, fire, famine.
We own the night. We are wolves.
I wrote this poem seven years ago for @Blitz and another friend of ours, I hope you guys enjoy it to.