Destiny
By Hwymike
Destiny The fall collage painted the hillside, I stood foot propped upon a rock This stag roaming and grooming, With heart a gloom… Then out of berries I so ate My doe did gravitate, gradually emerging, excitingly I raised My head examining her… First I smelt the scent of pleasant, Then felt the grace of tender plight Finding the delightful sight My manliness craving her… Fur so soft, eyes of allure Her innocence my full cure Pulling at my being becoming Sworn only to her… Sunset shaded clefts, grounds of our courting (extolling fringe) Let the flaunting begin… ‘Tis honor to chase, twas loves fate... Copyright © November 2001 Michael L. Chick Written December 10th, 2001 © on Dec 10 2001 10:01 AM PST 0 • 8
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