Swifty beating,
Blood pumping,
A racing heart.
Muscles stretching,
Feet go pounding,
Running fast.
Face changes,
Not the same,
What are you?
Hair grows long,
Abilities increased,
Life changes.
Ever a fantasy,
coming from the book!
Crouching before me.
Can you be anything more?
Wolf! I cry out.
A poem inspired by my new foray into the television show "Teen Wolf"
No spoilers, please!