Afield

Alone she walks.

I watch her,

Grow closer.

Her light glows.

Soft, tiny dots of lights.

Dance from her moves.

Her breath, her laugh,

She finds joy in birdsong.

Freedom in air.

The bark of tree,

She mumbles a prayer

To an entity above.

This man she loves

I will devour.

Her.

I would bed.

If only

A wolf

As I am.