She went to him in the evening light,
luscious form a sensuous sight,
fragile, soft and sweet,
His heart did miss many a beat.
smiling face was gentle and kind,
fragrant presence made him find
feeling of joy he'd never felt,
His doubts of her she did surely melt.
Yes, he was lost in pure delight,
would be such a wondrous night,
alas, it was not to be,
full moon, a werewolf wild was she.
Now his hunger is appeased,
inhibitions have been released,
more craving till the moon is true,
He has now become a werewolf too.