The heavy pelts of dust hung in the darkness
coating every crevice in shadow.
We danced to the howling winds
and sang our nightmare songs
to the full and bloated moon
that hung in the ink black sky

My blood sang to the moon
hanging like a ball of ice in the sky
and my skin didn't feel the ice in the wind
The bats fluttered in our songs
and we ran in the heady darkness
into the shadows

The winter blows icy wind
but our pelts shine in the light of the moon,
the howl of the were-songs
bouncing off the mid-night sky.
I ran with you in the darkness.
I ran with you in th shadow

Our bodies left no shadow
As we danced through curtains of darkness
torn by the steel moon.
Our howls were matched by the wind
and echoed in the sky,
haunting full moon songs

Pink dawn touched the sky
and stalled our songs
clearing out the shadows
and storing the darkness
Until another full moon
and another night of darkness

I miss the darkness
and running with you in the wind
Howling our long painful songs
to the full bellied moon
and the shadows
and the sky

the wind and the moon and our songs
belong to our shadows and darkness
and the inky deep sky