Lone Wolf

I’ve forgotten the touch, the caress, 

the madness of a life shared 

and miss it not, doing as I please 

while pleasing no other, 

running free through what years 

I might have left.

I’ve forgotten the dreams, the aspirations 

most hold dear in noble futility 

and like a lone wolf I howl and I howl 

at a luminous moon, 

giver of soft light and nothing more 

is expected.