
She’s been a lover of wolves all her life
She would love to see one in person one day if she could
She blinked and she was outside were one in front of her proudly stood
Oh, if only she could pat his fur
He took one step closer, and nothing more
Oh, if only she could scratch him under the chin
He took one more step and stopped again
Oh, if only she could look into his eyes,
What would she see?
He took another step now looking straight into her eyes
Oh, If only she could count those teeth and see how sharp they are
He moved right in front of her and opened up his jaw
Oh, so wide I can fit my head right in
I’m going to need to for this counting to begin
She put her head right in his mouth
Is this the ultimate display of trust between these two?
Or a cunning trick for a meal
Because once she put her head inside
Her fate would already be sealed
Is this moment really happening
Or if she blinks again
Will she wake up and find this was all a wonderful dream
She patted her wolfy
And see? Wolves aren’t so mean…
Art by Eric Nash