On once another lent with a blue Moon
A howl of a lone wolf echoes across the silence
Mesmerised by the sheer beauty
A lone wolf keeps howling "moon"
The wolf is in love with the moon
and each month it cries for a love it will never touch
How does the wolf tell the moon
Can his cry reach her, distance, no embrace
A wolf cries to the moon
Whos sorrow is only matched by his passion
this is how the wolf sings
this is how his heart does cry
Does the wolf really want to know
Where is the moon during the day?
High above their kingdom
With the heavens
A love the wolf can only watch in the distance
until his very last breath
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