All the wolf in me

Of what a kiss, the sky conjures
as my sanity, this casement holds
at midnight this wolf howls his distress
all that the higher beast abodes
but never his silver ears

All the wolf in me
shouts her silent silver
beaming the sky to what he sees
my scarlet wounds, all that he release
" I envy her,remember this!"

The words my mouth spits
is death's call to any higher beast to his, but a poor pleading me
to gray my heart as healed to scars
I'll never forget, the first,the deepest