Sweet Pain

Hunger to hunt

Voice like the whispering winds

Heart pounding with every sprint

Bones crunching

Stretching to perfection

Fur sprouting over

Tail growing out

Now a howl bursting out

Sweet pain coursing through

Falling on four legs

Running through the forest place

Scents rushing through

Hearing renewed

Eyes darting in every direction

Stopping at the river flowing

Last memory of a sweet chase

Now waking in a tall grassy place

Anticipating the next sweet painful embrace

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1 Response Jan 14, 2013

i like the last line the best. EPIC!!!! :D
im guessing-werewolf. not a big fan of them but your poem is-eh, what's the term?-pictorial? yea, i think that's it. nice :D