Love Metamorphoses

My love life is a shapeshifter

Sometimes humane other times hoarse

Tied body with soul to my partner

A love for which I find no worthier cause

For the loyalty of a pet I exude

Sacrifice and respect! A mantra I choose

My love life is a shapeshifter

Today it sucks my blood warm

Like a cock, heralding the arrival of a Christmas dawn

Only to be found at twilight in cold blood, warding off its pride 

Among the birds, its song sounded better - blues

But timing pronounced a fate that ended bitter - soon

My love life is a shapeshifter

Some nights I'm an unforgiving beast

Striking fast, with no room for repentance 

A schemer, head buried in comeuppance 

Awaiting prey, with venom of hate to bestow

At whoever attempts a peak at my lovers’ left-toe

My love life is a shapeshifter

Yesterday I mounted a skin-walker in his lovers' presence

Warned him that he might not survive a broken-heart once

For in our world, death is awarded twofold;  

First, a broken-heart and when one grows old

With a drink to my soul I concede;

My love life, metamorphosed many times but never turned human.