I.     I’ve longed for eyes of blue to love me in all my secret dreams and hopes,

To knot my mind and untamed heart in burning and unyielding ropes,

I’ve torn myself from passion’s visions, drenched and drowning in cruel lust,

Yet alone when spears of sorrow crush my tears into dust.

         II.     I did wander and in my travels through the vicious and mundane,

I was witness to naught but downfall of emotions, love’s last strain,

Should I have harboured further desires while I haunted as a stray,

Engulfed by sinister illusions which betrayed pure love’s decay?

       III.     My path, it ended with revulsion and in my wake lay only ash,

The noise was that of rabid sea tides, how on savage rocks they crash,

Please, no more, I grieve and wonder when my sword fell from my hand,

When I became gods’ helpless pawn in the chess game on their land.

       IV.     As darkness slowly tore my being, I denied it satisfaction,

Even as it tore my senses, bartering intoxication,

The price demanded was my spirit, and I longed to just surrender,

Disappear from the cosmos, would one soul ever remember?

         V.     Cornered on the cliff of doubting, brutally assigned to die,

I defied my own damnation, refusing resignation’s sigh,

Yet in the silence of disaster, the pounding of my heart was felt,

By an unexpected saviour, whose barricades my plight did melt.

       VI.     A wolf with orbs of sapphire shimmer as deep as the primordial sea,

A tempest in the creeping darkness, looming proudly over me,

It growled away my fear and horror, silenced the maddening sound,

And beheld its willing prey, pinning me to the cold ground.

     VII.     I find myself confused and lost, when the claws that bare my skin,

Are transformed in callous hands, sowing threads of fiery sin,

And the wolf with fangs as knives and a pelt of smoothest brown,