Your stillness draws me stalking still
Through redwoods, deadwoods, rotting trees,
With purpose, with intent to ****,
My love, you've made a wolf of me.
You called me to your forest heart,
I crossed in blood, put birds to flight,
I tracked you through the gath'ring dark,
Concentric circles, dying light.
But hunted love, what eyes you've got-
I thought them wide in fear at first,
When on your trail I followed hot,
But now they're looking dark with thirst,
And standing here, day fading fast,
Můj upír, love, I see the trap.