A nymph is one of the small insects that hatch and drive the trout in mountain streams into a feeding frenzy, but it has other definitions:
Nymph alluring, I think of you
in field and stream, beneath Wyoming sunset
flowing water, cold, glacier fed
where pools seem quiet and unmoving
Motionless I wait for you
bring them out from hiding here to feed
a lure this hidden hook where taste
is pain and death for you, but sustenance to me
Anticipating I know he’s there
I know the hunger coursing through his heart
but hooks and line, this world
full with danger filled
waiting we drift along through time and current
linked forever by monofilament line
until rejected I return by moonlight
canned food, restless night
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