Feb 2019
There's this lone wolf
Who fell in love with the moon
He howls with sadness
Just limping in the darkness
Ceaselessly gazing at the sky
Wishing he has wings to fly
To be with the empress of the night.
But as time passes by,
He felt contented
In just being with her light
Hoping she'll never leave his sight.
But the clouds would always take the moon away.
