A wolf dreams of a she wolf,
“Arch-woo!” he howls at the moon.
He counts his every spree move,
He is rehearsing to attune
With her exquisite howl.
She will be pleased to hear his voice.
When meet they will not growl,
They, after all – each other’s choice.
2.04.2018
Howling Unison
© Copyright: Анна Грудинина Ли, 2018
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