i was a wolf
and he ?
he was my moon
and i guess the wolf was always in love with the moon
and each night the wolf cried out,
for the love is would certainly never touch
but i guess thats the sad truth
lovers dont always win
not in this world at least
we know now, that i was a wolf
and he was my moon
and each night
i shall call out to him
just with the hope
that we, one day, might finally touch
-H.Ismail