Ask For The Moon And It Was Given To Me

The moon guided my travel while on the island that week. Although romance did not occur during the trip on the last night I met someone that took a picture of the moon for me. Since then I am intoxicated. He is now the wolf that shares my fantasies. Pictures, poetry, music the moon itself cannot hold back this passion it has stirred. The warmth felt when thinking about an encounter with my wolf. I have fallen for the moon and a wait my destiny of being devoured.

The moon over the Church, 02/02/2010


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Feb 20, 2010