My words are clean and
this I know,
Because I’ve told me so.
If I am being
honest, though
Only you can save.
With callous hearts and
arrogance,
The wolf comes out at night
When I can feel them
watching me,
They keep me in their sight
I lay in bed, you
see my heart,
Keep turning on my side.
But can you smell their
blood on me?
There’s nothing I can hide
They gorge themselves, their
bellies burst
They howl the whole night through
I lay in peace
(impossible!),
Their hate cannot break through.
I saw your face and
all is well
Your mirror made me glad
Reflection vindicates
my soul
From wolves; all who are bad.
the fragrance writer 