There is a howl that resonates the air

A sonnet I wrote for my boyfriend for our two-month anniversary. It’s been a while since I’ve written one of these, so hopefully this makes some sense and follows the form.


There is a howl that resonates the air –
not deep and prideful – that is not my wolf.
A friendly call belongs to him I care
about – the gentle soul that is your wealth.
We nuzzle muzzles – locking lips as we
exchange our breaths. Alone, his presence soothes
me – pulsing heartbeats calm the torrent sea
of my disquiet mind – it is defused.
Our new, unnatural courtship stuck for two
endearing, lovely months – and both of us
are new to this – a concept we pursued
despite us keeping mateship in a hush.
But this wolf cares for his peculiar pack –
no matter what, he keeps us all intact.

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