When I got to know all about a Wolf

Mother said-
“Beware my girl,
of men who come close
and of those who already are.”
I had been seven that day
when I had realized
that ours was a concrete jungle
and that there were wolves
and I was the deer.
That day my father held me,
and had whispered in my ear-
“Your mother is a wrong woman,
Beware Beware.”
And he did not touch me
like mother said wolves might
and that night I asked my mother,
which wolf I had to fight.

That night she said she loved me
and said I was like her
and said she could protect me
from those who wanted my fur.
She had hugged me a little tighter,
and I had felt her skin underneath.
She was warm
like a mother was,
and her lips had tasted funny.
“Taste me more” she had said
“and feed on me a little”.
She had been my first kiss that night
and since that morning,
I’ve known everything about a wolf.

Saransh Gupta (Words of Wonder)