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Came sounds of a Wolf who was hidden from sight,
No fear struck my heart as his cry pierced the air,
My soul seemed to know he was hurting somewhere.
I answered his call and then searched for the beast.
His wonderful form gave my eyes such a feast.
His eyes were so haunting, his soul soon touched mine.
I knew from the start that we'd both cross that line.
We frolicked and played til our hearts were content ..
Because of his caring I learned what love meant.
Too soon came the time when my Wolf had to flee ..
As deep as it was, we knew love wasn't free.
Our paths may not cross in this lifetime again
But I will say now that it's worth all this pain.
Each moment with him made my heart want to sing
And that's where the Wolf, not the lion, is King.
By Jacqueline
For Lone Wolf
July 13, 1996
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