A/N: Inspired by the novel "Moon Called" by Patricia Briggs
The moon sings a tune
to awaken the primitive
a penetrating melody
humming through my skin
sinking bone deep in me
it plays on my heartstrings
like a lunar violin
feeding my darker side
as the light dances
over branch and flesh
I am filled with the night
my body languid, yet alive
while the song whispers
the moon washes me
bathing me in the pale
its lullaby gentle
echoing through my blood
it wraps me in surrender
with twilight in my eyes
and hunger in my heart
I am moon called.