Fugitive

PoursuiviCome la proie du tigre,Et portée par le vent de nul partOu la paix arrive enfin pour moi, solitaire.Je suis apprivoisée, mon amour;Je suis votre et vous:Fugitive.  



postscript
For day 19 of --the triquain. Of seven or more lines per stanza, with a specific syllabic count. And finally, I am caught up. French-speakers welcome to critique my grammar. English: Pursued Like the prey of a tiger, And borne on the wind to who knows where Where peace comes at last for me, The lone one. I am tamed, my love; I am yours and I am you: Fugitive.