stepping outside into the night
a light fog wrapping around me gracefully
as the moon light washes over my body
a change begins
as my hands and feet transform
unable to stand on two feet anylonger
i fall to all four
my hair sliding across my body
turning ghostly white
mist glistning across my white fur
making it even brighter
prowling the night
in search for someone or something
the moon full and bright above
the fog and mist's power taking over
my everystep
reaching a clearing i howl mournfully
for the one thing that i dont have .
a lost love
this is the picture i get when i read this poem
i hope you enjoy
