He hides in the shadows, trying to be unseen,
But I spot him quickly.
He darts for the total darkness so that he might once again be out of my sight.
His face is gentle and smooth,
His eyes, fierce like the fire within.
His hair is as dark as the surrounding shadows.
I have no intention on making him run anymore.
But he just keeps running away,
Believing I want to continue to bring him down.
But he's wrong, for that is no longer my intent.
I want to keep him with me forever.
