We roared the night we first met,
and then I got frightened and hid from you.
I found you again
when the lightning returned,
and you answered
with a howl like thunder.
I invited you into my web one morning,
but it was you who had me trapped,
pinned — just the way you wanted — and I, too,
double-crossed by my own desire.
We soared down the coast in a dream we made up that day,
like children at play making movies.
The world looked brighter — finally — after so much time,
someone could see the same colors as mine.