Tuesday, March 22, 2016

Chance encounters

The hunter and the dog
Loiter around helped by the moon lit sky
They are out, just to have fun
The experience, the thrill is all that they seek
The companionship all they need

Uncrowned rulers, they stake their claim
On every single thing they see..
Then they spy a kindred soul
Predator or prey?

Unsure at first, they step closer
It knows not fear
It recognize a fellow predator
and continues to watch

The staring match finally ends
Each walking away
Fully aware of another presence
Perhaps a companion
For another moon lit night
Perhaps a chance acquaintance
Never to be seen again

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