• Fighting a battle with no teeth
    Is like loving without a heart
    Words of wolf whether lie or truth
    His heart now just as dark

    Fur black as night
    With a hole just as wide
    Now he just fights
    Teeth bared, a dead white

    But a wolf with white
    Unlike his red teeth
    Now stands tears cried
    Before a love she once had

    Seeing the ice from eyes fall
    He now knows he did not lose love
    IT was given up with a subtle crawl
    With blood, and claws dug

    A reclaimer he becomes
    Love not lost will be found
    But his heart he must search from
    And as sure as the moon

    Love was given and received
    by moons and suns
    HE holds what he loves
    To never lose again