Wolves bring Frozen Roses in the peak of Winter - part2

cantering over
with precipitous hope
that disappeared in the dark.......

with her left behind cloak
flapping in the wind
sniffing around frantically
ice crystals melting
turning my nose to stone
burying in my coat

but her wafer of wicked scent
still faintly alive
hibernating in leaves and needles
I continued on
because for her I was dogmatically bent

surely led me
to the finding of her sweet flesh
vulnerable and open
partly dolly-broken
panting for each breath
as my rose had thawed
but her darkness I kept
by digging with paws
then carefully placed into the graven trench
which slowly iced up
deeply refrozen
hind legs quickly burying

then I howled my heart to her.....

she gradually recovered
magickal particles retwined
linking back her strength to mine

ferrouginous eyes
compelled me in
my help to yelp
she did caress
for moments
that bleeded into forever
her teal-tiered vision
kept me stayed all over
she saw through the dog
and simple minded devotion
our souls touched for once
intimated flames of emotion

passion bloomed within her
fibrous immortalised being
she imparted unto me
a mysterious power

that of werewolvian promotion

and I sensed that I would be
something more
than I ever was before
or this part of the world had ever seen……….
Written by CanisInc-Untis
Author's Note
the 2nd instalment

© CanisInk-Untis  2022
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