Full Moon

Freeverse

The howl escapes me, I cannot help it; an ululation heralds my arrival. I am commanded. Something has slept but wakes now, is loosed, something primal, instinct given licence to devour. She drives my sweet new youth, my keen eyes, my potent musculature, the urgent hormones that set my new agenda. She directs, she is my dominatrix; her whiteness is fire in my veins. Feelings unfurl from within like a flag declaring dominance. Hair bristles, bones crack, she ordains my morphology. And I am thirsty, and so hungry to sate this new appetite, to experience, to touch, to infect. I change irrevocably. I am Alpha.

(Sep 2022)