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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required With Fur that is white and cold to the touch, Never had i gazed upon beauty of such. Eyes that glowed a bright golden hue, As soon as i saw, i had found her i knew. Her tail was long and thick by sight, But dance it did against the wind's force and might. Taller she was than one man and one more so, A sad creature she was, a ruler of pain or woe. The arctic was her kingdom, but no one lived here, No one to protect from pain or fear. At the moon, she'd howl with echo and sound As if answering the bright sphere and her masters abound. Was she a normal creature? I thought, Or was she a deity of the arctic kingdom she wrought. Quiver i did by her imposing presence, But then with her near, i would come to feel pleasance. The Moon's companion, the queen of the unforgiving ice. All that stand before her are naught but sheep and mice. I stand and walk towards her eternal grace, Ever fearful but longing to come to her embrace. Not snarling but watching without expression, Judging me, a human, unworthy of aggression. Bother me, it didn't for now i stand, for before it, i knelt, offering my hand. Why does she cause so much emotion within? Within my head, a melody she'd sing. How does she possess such a compelling note? Why would she accept me instead of taking my throat? A beast far more graceful than a trickster and savior, for she is far nicer in person and behavior. Perhaps a human turned to beast from a spell or curse? Too late, she'd sing with chorus and verse. Considered a ruler but subjugated, she be, Howling at the moon, to her master she'd plea. A companion or slave, The moon's pretty hound, Forced to stay upon this silent throne without sound. Understand i can't for she is not human, She is the Lunar companion, the Crowned Angel Numen.
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