Fangs hoặc fur
When I see my werewolf stare into my eyes,
I watch its lông, lông thú bristle.
When I read the eyes of my vampire,
I see its fangs glisten,
I hear the thud of footprints in the forest,
I hear the silent footsteps speed past.
As i watch the moons silent state,
A howl rips through the silence.
When I watch the tranformation,
The wind swirls around our feet.
The explosion is silent,
Then all i see is that russet brown werewolf i love.
When I watch bạn stalk your prey,
With silence so sweet.
Your elegent lundge catches,
And I see the bloodlust of my vampire.
With that russet brown fur,
And dark brown eyes.
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