Glowing by the moonlight pallor

Glowing by the moonlight pallor

   Are the circles of coyote eyes

Hovering above ground - pair by pair -

   Wandering like restless sprights

Seeking for one who's lost their way.

Their banter touches my heartbeat;

   My stunted breath rolls out - and I -

I'm glad for their roving company

   Near my small chasm where I hide -

But not lost - just gone astray.

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Wow. I reread this several times. You certainly have my attention. Your last line is breathtaking.