You are dangerous
A weapon of destruction
A gun

And yet I still wish
To be your bullet
Your only one

I remember the first time I saw him
Mysterious, Dangerous, Wonderful
His eyes captured me the moment I fell into them
His fur was perfect and made me jealous
Not even the wind could mess up his handsome look
His fangs were perfectly white as he howled
I continued to follow this wolf
His presence was contagious
I wanted to know more about him
His life, his pack, his goals
The more I followed the more I could relate
How could I become apart of this beasts world?
How could I show my love for him?
To be apart of his pack
Or is he a lone wolf like I once called myself?
A loner needs his pack too
We're so different yet have so much in common
Was it fate that lead me to this creature?
Is it fate that this beautiful wolf will bring out the real me?

The curvature of her enthrals me, ever
Calling me to her body, so still can she
be, motionless but underneath she is as
Irrational as any one could really be.

Her mood like everything can change,
She is impercive in her vocal structure
That I ride with every word, till I fall
Off the tip of her tongue.

I crash beneath her, but she lets go, letting
Me breath resting upon her.  I love to be
With her, she surrounds me, I feel her upon
My skin and relish her touch, we are one.

Men with your sort of name are dangerous.
The way each letter makes your tongue work as if it knew you would never be easy.
The way you sound sharp and ready to break me like the bones you wear.
You carry the weight of ghosts I'll never know, the way each vowel kisses the next.
Men like you are dangerous, and your obscurity makes you all the more sinister