My love for you is that of a
wolf's first great love
No desire what so ever to share the once blessed love
I had for you, not even after you're
death or dispersed
ill ever share what we've shared
No second love will be as meaningful
as mine, with you until my death
Mates for life
Wolves of the restless night
Scattered lost into wilderness
Blind looking for the light
Our love is gone, but mine will forever still
linger with pure innocent belief and hope
Yearning for a second chance
with you after this life
when we've both passed
and said our goodbyes
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