I wait

I wait

I wait here, I wait here,
I see a deer, I see beauty,
I see fear, I feel tranquillity,
you feel the opposite and flee,
and I am left with my sensitivity,
I am left with my sensitivity,
as I ponder the fact that I have upset you,
as you race away from through the trees,
and you run away rapidly,
and even then, in fear there is grace and beauty in you,
and as you leave, it is hard to believe,
and our meeting is all too brief,
and there in me is a momentary grief as you disappear.

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