La Luna Sangria

It was during this night
That I felt tremors from his spine.
Under the light
Of that blood-orange moon.
I should have been frightened
Should have ran away.
But all I did
Was to let him sway my way.
Mesmerized by those blood red eyes
I stared, full of awe.
He let out a roar, I should have left.
A howl came out from his core's depth.
And all I could was close my eyes
As the blood red moon watched
while someone dies.