# Full Moon

Author: charles_they
Tags: Gay, Knot, M/M, Male, Male/Male, Poem, Poetry, Semi-NC, Werewolf, sonnet

A sonnet on a frightening encounter with a beast in the dark.

### Full Moon

Alone one evening, jogging through park,

An eerie mist befogs the dreary wood;

My hackles stand on end here in the dark,

Strange moonlight from above wends through my hood.

A howling, high and near, is on the hunt,

And paralyzed by fear, my body sleeps;

A hulking, loping beast does me confront,

And charging for its feast, the werewolf leaps.

It pins me to the ground, its breathing hot,

Its thick arousal pounds against my chest;

And soon my frightened tail does meet its knot,

And with this lonesome trail, I am obsessed. 

It seems I have a penchant for the fright;

For I return there each and every night.

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/ve37KObe
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