Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Howls of Heartbreak

I met her under a full moon.

She was undergoing her change,

Then bit me on my neck and soon

I was feeling thrillingly strange.

The two of us stalked through the night.

Throughout the village we did feast,

Attacking visitors with delight.

I fell in love with this she beast.

Then a mob of villagers chased

The two of us, to my surprise

My newly found love turned and faced

The mob and died before my eyes.

Killed by a silver bullet, she.

Heartbroken werewolf now I be.