Wolf

sometimes, i feel a hunter

i admit, i admired

your pretty coat

and wild eyes,

your gnashing teeth

when i reached

to touch your wounds

sometimes, i feel a poacher

i confess, i craved

your feral blood

and savage snarl,

your brittle claws

when i reached

to take your hand

sometimes, i feel a savior

i swear, i stole you

from one trap

right into another,

your skittish heart

when i reached

to feel your pulse

sometimes, i feel a stalker

because love

is patient,

like a wolf.