My skin is pale beneath
the still paler full moon.
My toes curl into claws,
my smile spreads into a fang-filled grin,
as leaping across the night meadows
I wander where wolf blood takes me.
While the planet beneath me
soars through starry sky meadows,
I dance with other night wanderers
who flutter above fields of the earth.
Wildly we wheel and dart;
their leathery shrieks
soon joined by my howls,
to create joyous pandemonium;
spirits of the dark
all caught in the insane grasp
of the moon's sweet lunacy.