He stands behind her, watching, waiting,
He’s watched her before, same time, same place.
And seen the way the streetlights play across her face.
He stands behind her, watching, waiting.
She moves away; he follows, focus unabating.
In silent pursuit, he quickens his pace.
Moving forward to close the space.
So close now, he savours the scent of her hair…
No time to stop, can’t lose the trail
Until his self-appointed task is done.
She’s almost home… she climbs the stair
She strokes his head; he wags his tail.
“In you go boy… did you have a good run?”
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