The Deer Dance
My Dearest,
my words will fail
to truly voice
the intimacy
immersed in
my eyes, essence
a Doe appears
wades gently
through plumes and reeds
in Her wake
two Fawns skip behind
The Trio breezes
into the open shallow pool
mellow music
Birds abound
swish-swish
the only other sound
as The Fawns
hop-hop
prance, splash around
in grandeur, grace
in immense sadness
I trembled, I cried
my vision embedded
the Deer, the Ducks
sharing this sacred space
My Beloved,
forgive me
I abandoned
your gossamer kiss
heated embrace
but I can never replace
this once in a lifetime
perchance
my final time
to behold
The Deer Dance
© Jeannette Louise Smith