Changeling

Changeling

The full moon rises.
I hear your call.
The change begins.
My hairs stand up,
and my breath quickens.
Tendons stretch,
and muscles grow.
Bones expand,
and flesh yields.
My jaw protrudes,
and fangs appear.
Great claws form,
and grip the ground
A tall, horrid creature arises,
and greets the night with a howl.
Finally, I am whole.
To you I run, swift and sure.
Through grassy fields,
into a dark forest,
up a great mountain,
ever higher I go.
Past the tree line,
and into thin air.
Faster and faster,
my legs carry me forth.
Until you stand above me,
mighty and supreme.
I bear my throat,
and submit to your will.
You sniff my body,
and my passion burns.
Our bodies join and I am complete