I dreamt that my beloved wanted to be ravished by one of our friends, who was with us at the time. She was adamant about it to the point of being outright dangerous. She was raging. Beside herself with desire, she was growling at us menacingly. She was ready to kill anyone who interfered with her wishes. I remember that we were confused about what to do with her. Our friend would not even consider approaching her under the circumstances, but certainly not in my presence. I was bent on leaving them alone, but I knew that this would only make her even more furious. Looking around, I calculated my steps to the door. As well as her steps, for she would chase me to it in a few bounds. And I was fully aware of her speed and strength, especially in her exalted state. Her fingernails and teeth kept me in my place. When I woke up, I still marveled at her rage. She was magnificent in her zeal. Although miffed by her choice, which meant the end of our life together, I felt privileged to witness such an outburst of unfettered desire. Driven to despair, my beloved was quite a sight. In the end, I even felt proud of her.