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She loves him so, his wolf-like mane,<br />
an animal she will never tame<br />
He loves her too, as passions rise,<br />
he remembers her on Halloween night -<br />
who he was, before the Wolf<br />
had cursed him with his slavering jaws<br />
A mystery, then, a mystery much<br />
why on this night he needs her touch<br />
For how her kiss so soothes his soul<br />
his fur retracts after passion’s call<br />
He lays there sleeping, in her arms<br />
one night and she is eased from qualms<br />
For both, as though it’s way back when<br />
before the bad thing happened then,<br />
that on this night some years ago<br />
he had not met his mortal foe<br />
As sunlight breaks, he runs, escapes<br />
once more his memory wiped away<br />
by the curse in him which never leaves,<br />
though now as a man, not a wolf,<br />
he breathes<br />
He runs, she turns, dreams on her pillow<br />
<strong>of</strong> anniversary next and his eyes so yellow<br />
She picks a sweet from the little ones’ stash,<br />
a sneaky treat, before the school run dash<br />
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