Lone Wolf by Valerie Parente

Maybe I’m just a lone wolf,
me, myself, and I,
don’t have to worry about a pack,
it’s just me, myself, and rhymes.

Baby I’m just a lone wolf,
ever so hard to swoon,
but why do I still blush,
when you howl at the moon?

You should stay away from me,
I can tear you apart,
if I feel the slightest threat,
I’ll turn the predator in me on.

But even a lone wolf
has that canine inside,
with so much love for people,
but it’s people who should hide.

– Valerie Parente (7-5-2024)