I could see him as he moved in the sunlight,
and as his shoulder rose,
I shot him in the curve of it,
and he vanished.
Then I thought I had killed the thing I loved.
I wandered through the forest for days like a mad woman,
I could neither eat, nor sleep.
And then he came again,
and I knew that it was my life or his.
And I, being of fire, shot him again.
And now I am in torment.
I long for him, I call him in the unseen,
and when he comes to me
I wait for him with a rifle.
#dream #passion
