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September 03, 2006
Deer Speak
She reaches out to touch his cheek
Knowing that she may feel his warmth in her hand,
His strength and honor in her heart.
The ribbon slips past her fingers
falling just so around his neck.
He does not move away, but excepts the promise
of her intentions.
The golden sun shines, dangling on brown fur.
They speak in an unwritten language
Mystery and magic
bonding all in this love,
the perfect balance of Nature.
Posted by kay at September 3, 2006 11:24 PM