FUTITLE WHISPER

he told me of love once
but it wasn't mine to grasp

not then

not now as he
lays in the arms of another
whispering my name

my sadness weeps
me inside a new day

i whimper to its equal Loneliness
for which I am apart

there was this Wolf once
whose life I shared

there were no futitle whispers

silent ones that mattered to the
stillness
from which they came

he loved me all the same
when no one else did

his wolf smile
glowed inside me

until the light was gone
and that darkness
i
live inside became my 
world

some futitle whispers
i'll never hear again
except
the silent ones
only
wolves leave behind . . .