Ever After

The solitude of the little wolf

With his amber eyes and brownish hair

He watches the darkness closing in

Fighting it away for his beloved

Fragile and frail, the cherry blossom stood

It's petals being torn away

Slowly one-by-one

The pain flashed across her angelic face

And her small form quickly dropped to the ground

Yet, now the darkened shadows run

For the little wolf had come

His tears fell to the ground

At the sight of his broken blossom

One happened to fall upon her face

Soon she began to glow

Their love was their destiny

And her blood once again flowed

She thanked him and swore her love

Eternally and gratefully

Now the little wolf and his cherry blossom

Were able to live ever after...

Happily.