Friday, March 16, 2012

Full Moon (Villanelle)

I'm not the same when the moon shine
Peak of the night, it does something to me
So full and bright my senses become blind

Every 29 nights I give the moon its time
My eyes change what I see
I'm not the same when the moon shine

My teeth becomes longer and realigned
Moon alters the apperance of me
I'm not the same when the moon shine

Hurts like hell, before I howl, I whine
New survival instincts telling me pain is key
I'm not the same when the moon shine

Before one's eyes I become more than mankind
No longer mild or kind, My fur said stop trying
So full and bright my senses become blind

Rationale gone as my claws unwind
Only for tonight blood will taste like sweet tea
I'm not the same when the moon shine
So full and bright my senses become blind


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