Shot on the battlefield

A beautiful morning
Was about to begin
And I looked at you
In between two worlds

You were pulling your hair back
You were really pretty
Astonishing
Would be more adequate
Anyhow
There was something magic
In your posture and light

And for a moment
I wondered
If I was awake
Or still asleep

What’ YOU looking AT ?
You told me
Like a machine-gun

I looked away
Closed my eyes
And decided
That finally
The beautiful morning could wait
A little more