Lunar Revel

I still think of that night.
You went as Little Red
and I,
you’re unwitting Huntsman.
Under the citrine glow of the street lamps,
you wove your tales
of the beasts of old
that had hunted you,
turning you
into the fairy tale
you were that day.
I wish that I had seen it then;
the cruel glow in your eyes,
the way your teeth glistened under the moon.
It wasn’t Red that I gave my heart to that night,
was it, Wolf?


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