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deadwolf

A VERY Rough Draft, for a bigger story, later on, hehehe... o.0


Hers is Beauty, one of the most beautiful women to walk the earth, All of natures beauty lies within her, Beautiful both inside an out… His is a wild man, at heart, full of love, and untamed passion, wild as the wind, strong as the beast, and by beauty tame as a dove,
She is his Love of his life, and placed on that center pedestal that no human was ever meant to be
That place is reserved, it is saved for only one, and the almighty does not share it with no one, the power and the glory are his alone… Day after day, he refuses to put her anywhere but as his center of his earth, again and again, Thunder rolls from on high, calling him to repent, he can feel it, an yet, he does not…

Those from on high, jealous, seeing how she, this Woman, this human is worshiped by this man, his love, unyielding, Lightning crashes again and strikes her down… falling to his knees, His Angel opens her eyes, as he holds her one last time, and he vows to never release her, soul mates forever, their spirits will find a way to stay…The Angel closes her eyes, the body now fallen to the floor… Her, taken, killed by death, he feels his world crumble and scatter, forever chasing the wind… Day after day, night after night, storm after storm, rage over takes him, he withdraws back into his darkness, an she haunts his every dream, and his every awake, forces from beyond coming back to the center of his world, he can feel it, an into madness he falls even worse… Falling, turning away, consumed by his unquenched longing, and fierce passion, and love, he falls into darkness, turning into the wild beast, without her, the love of his life… at night, in his dreams she returns, haunting, him, unable to touch, hold, kiss, just see her out of his reach, and then with the mornin light, she is gone with the light…

Seen by above, his and her love, as both strong, pure and innocent, and yet also blasphemous and un-repented, is both rewarded and cursed now…
His Love, his Beautiful beautiful soulmate, she returns to him, as both, a gift and a curse… With each new mornin light, the woman returns to him, to have and to hold, as man and wife, at night, she falls away and is taken back to the heavens, where she is able to still shine down her love upon him, as his starlight and moon, as a result of his fierce passion and love for her, at night, he is turned into a wild beast, a wolf, and howls onto her each night, singing his song for her, of undying love, until she comes back to him as his mornin light each day…


Slow an Blues Rock Rhythm …
G D Em C…
E B F#

The Fate of Love cannot be denied,
No, no it will not be denied,
The wild wind blows, an She Falls Away,
She is a child of nature,
Daughter of the sun and moon, an deep blue ocean sea,
And in her hand, in her hands she often tries to hold the sea,
In her eyes, she turns and holds the tide
Mí Amor, I see your face whenever I close my eyes,
Lord;  I’m Cryin, and I’m gonna sing it to my friends…
When you leave, my spirit he falls away,
And I want you, Lord, I want you to stay,

She haunts me, how her memory stays behind, dreams through the night,
over and over and over again, a life that I wished we still had, and shared,
The early mornin sun, it rises an she disappears in the mornin light,
What was it I expected to find, some words that were left in my mind,
In my arms, in my hands, Please don’t fall away, again…
And in the mornin light, she cries as she fades away,
Leaving me, leaving me alone and crying to myself,
Eyes closed hiding in my hands, again

The wild wolf, he howls at the moon,
Every time, Every time he sees her above shining down on him,
And he Loves her, Yes how he Loves her, and in her hands, in her eyes,
She is my Beauty and mornin light, Yes, I can feel it, coming back again,
She is coming back to me in the mornin light,
Her intentions are clear to me now,
She turns the wild wolf back into a man, Lover and friend, forever stay
Without her, a wild beast I forever am,
She plays the flute sittin on pebbles by a river side,
Over and over, and over again, where forever their spirits vowed a way to stay,
Lay with me darlin, I long to see you in the mornin light,

Midnight lightning crashes, an she gone in the light,
And the lonely wolf cries,
She is my moon and star light,
The confusion sets in, an the wild wolf howls, again and again,
His Howl, singing to her his beautiful moon, silent starlight,
Come back to me again, my darlin please return, I long to hold you in the mornin light,
And Midnight Lightnin crashes, Her song to me,
A nights thunder rolling along the wind,



Cursed by the Gods, for her Natural beauty that flows, both inside and out of her, and Him, for his fierce passion and love for her, Struck down in his arms from above, for blasphemy because of their undying love for each other, soul mates, Forever locked together in a kiss, as she comes back to him, blessed and cursed, again and again…
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