Cacciatore

You’re right half of the time
So I hunt you
but not to have you
because if I ever got you
I’d just release you
And I’m right half of the time
and I know that wishing and itching
I hunt you
trying, aching, dying-
but not to own you
promising and overtly lying-
because since I really love you
scheming and crying
I’ll always release you
When it comes to me and you
but mostly
When it comes to you
Its all so much better than hiding
‘Cept
You’re right half of the time
And I’m right half of the time
But we’re never right at the same time…