Love Thy Neighbor

Unseen the hunters circle me

As I am licked by joy
Her rough tongue tickles
And quickly wears me down

Until only the salt of my tears remain

Depleted….she so rapidly retreated
That the sound of leaves crunching stunned
And I never saw the gun

That cruelly took her down

She consumed me
And I died willingly

But my sacrifice was to survive
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