The Hunt

I saw her,
Serene,
Magestic,
Lifing the sight to my eye,
She turned,
Looked,
Acknowledged,
And hung her head accepting her fate,
Guilt consumed me,
Fingers trembled,
She waited,
Then looked back at me when the bullet didn’t come,
I looked at her,
Through my own eyes,
Exquisite,
Ethereal,
For a moment we connected,
Then with a nod she was gone.

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