#WritcoPoemChallenge
Into the flames rising out of a setting sun,
I draw in a deep breath before I run...
the vampire is chasing his own shadow,
while running over a burned meadow.
She needed a break and leans on a tree,
"When did i feel so young wild and free?"
"once more!" she thought and was about to start,
her aim was thousend miles apart.
to run like in a hunting mode, her prey?
This Emotion of Freedom, she wants to gain.