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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Never a crescent but opalescent This globe, suspended and always present And the Wolf cannot be flesh or bone In this void in time's dim desert zone The Wolf drinks water by frozen moonlight Tween slurps She's panting with all of her might Behind Her is cool, clear space, not a sound Only the dream, the moon, the pond, the ground Before Her, Her own urge to lap abounds Wet shadow animates Her slurping sounds As She's prowling, the dreams of human minds Resume here, and secret voices She finds While the Wolf lingers in psychic powers None shall wake, but quake, for several hours Their minds in this clearing, none can hide Into this stretch they've strayed, some petrified Sleeping souls, unseen, drift round Her shadow Longing to escape to some green meadow Gathered souls meld with Her strange oasis Their liquid ripples squirm like their faces In each warm, active mind synapses spark Captives perceive images as they arc Meanwhile, the Wolf; in spirit world She drinks A united sea; thoughts each dreamer thinks Her lips draw in the collective spirit Of their curious nature; they fear it In Her belly flows their merged collages; Impressions of their entwined barrages The Wolf's clear as glass, exposing patterns In colors blazed like Neptune's, like Saturn's From Her drinking head down to Her wagging tail She's made of dreamers captured by sleep's spell
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