Eyes blown wide open,
Bright emerald and amber.
Mixed together but separate.
What a dance to remember.
Pain everywhere,
Screams rip through the silent night
Despite the burning fire
Those eyes still remain bright.
Finally, relief at last,
rolls to one side
The pack can run once more
Wild and free, with no reason to hide
Alas, all good things do end,
turn to the leader of the pack.
The Alpha and his Consort,
lie in the grass front to back.
As the sun rises in the east,
do the two lovers mate.
The two decide to face the world,
as was decided by fate.