Darkwolfdad-Gaming

Hunt by Moonlight A full moon fills the night sky, a snow covered wood. I sniff my prey, fresh flesh filling my nostrils. I stalk my snow cover woods, in anticipation of the swift and deadly strike. I stalk for hours for this prey, Through the snow and ice, My black fur, and golden eyes, Covered in the white of the sky. My black fur encrusted in the white color of snow. Before I even come close to the strike, Anther’s scent fills my senses. And I am instinctively drawn to the source. When i finally discovered the originating location. I am taken aback, Jaw hangs open and my Eyes wide, my nostrils flare at the sight. F

Do you feel the way I feel, when I look at you Does your heart flutter as mine does when we embrace Does your stomach float as mine does when we are near Can you see past the shadow cast by the hood of my cloak, how I really feel Does my behavior reflect inner emotions Or does this mask of shyness and insecurity, dampen what my eyes would reveal if laid bare and vulnerable The words I yearn to share, become lost and jumbled, fading into the depths of my mind My fears of what may become overwhelm my courage, Another opportunity lost. Self doubt and indecision my greatest foes. Can you see through it all, Am I that obvious, Is the vale

Once again, I find myself, find myself creeping off into the night. Walking down another darkened highway. Down another lonesome highway, following the natural path of a lone wolf. Lonlieness and the Moon, my only lasting companions. Wandering, never staying in one place long. Burdened by a heart, A heart that refuses to settle, A heart that searches endlessly for a place to call home, A place where its lonesome call can be answered, A place filled with laughter, life, and Love. It seems I'm destined to stalk these lonesome roads. The Roads only I know. Roads no one else knows. Roads that my heart can know contentment. Roads that

Here I sit alone, in a darkened room. My only illumination emanating from the glow of technological screens. Thoughts wander to past revelations and sorrows. However not dwelling long, I set my sights to the here and now, quite possibly to even what might come. So Long I sat in the dismal dark, the night my only companion. So very long I sat alone, tormented by ghosts of a past, far from physical grasp. Occasional stumbling over rifts of false and fleeting joy and happiness. Until one unexpected night, myself worn and exhausted by real world strife. To my discovery, discovery that astounded and perplexed my very weary mind. My eyes, b