The storm of us was seductive
but best intents turned destructive
against the will of their heralds
crestfallen by the reductive.

I never thought my heart would break
in your held hands, my soul to take
time to heal and distance to learn
faith in always was a mistake.

Lost in the pain that you ignore
trust, to coalesce is amor
noble find than blind ambition,
true mind, body and soul rapport.

I saw handwriting on the wall
recognized your sleek cursive scrawl
dupe in the loophole; kick the chair,
hope is quite heavy in freefall.

Telltale that love is not warfare,
that truth is a dangerous dare
more burden than blessing to bare
the quantum of solace we share.

Slow snowflakes descend upon socializing howls,
full moons rise and shine beneath mobilizing howls.

Skittish eyes, fretful feet fear the hour of the hunt:
sure doom orchestrated by synchronizing howls.

Savanna pride is tantamount to sylvan shame,
wisdom and madness therein polarizing howls.

There is hierarchy in this night dynasty
survival, the common cause organizing howls.

A laughing wolf is very charming amongst them
what does not fear makes stranger, mesmerizing howls.

You keep trying to turn the amp into the mic.