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A Wolf and a Dove

A white mope of peace, The dove flew to the East of Greece. To meet the only one that mattered, To reconcile whatever had shattered. She had seen a shadow howl under the full moon, The voice so deep that she wanted to see the creature soon. The sight turned her into a puddle of goo, And she decided- it was the wolf that she wanted to woo. She introduced herself with a heart melting chirp He had just nodded, but that didn't shatter her hope. She'd stay up till midnight Only to witness the jaw-dropping sight. One day he finally gave in And told her he was an alpha, with a proud grin. They started to go out and know each other better, When they were away, they's lovingly post a letter. But one night the wolf lost his mind And hunted down a dove without rewind. Only then did he realise where he stood And planned to keep his dove away from him. It hurt him to do it, but he knew it would. The wolf knew he wasn't good for her He'd lose himself in his hunger He thought she won't be safe in the beast's cave But the dove wasn't as naive. She just wouldn't take the hint Her eyes never lost their innocent petite glint. She wasn't ready to let him go just yet, She didn't want to be proved just another pet. So the wolf gave her a little show Called her over three days in a row. He'd hunt down birds and bring out the beast But the dove being her, wasn't bothered in the least. He now decided to go for the only way he could, to keep her safe With his head held high, sauntered out of the cave. He grabbed her friend and dove in with a roar, his eyes darkening in colour As the dove stood spellbound, watching in horror. The two hearts never met again They lost their soils 'cause they used their brain They had their chance but they threw it away Only to conclude at the end of every day That he was a wolf and she was a dove And some people are just not made for love...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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