Lycanthropes' Love

Every night I see you,
running through the sky.
Bone cold orb, snow blue.
Wink of mid-nights eye.
Slowly full, from nothing turn.
Cyclic redundancy.
I await, through daylight burn,
for her to call to me.
She slowly climbs
the evening shade.
Infinite times
this journey made.
Dawdling, changing shape.
Always changing,
endless ranging.
Forever I await.