You are too beautiful,
too innocent,
too unknowingly lovely
to merely reflect the sun’s splendor ...
too full of irrepressible candor
to remain silent,
too delicately fawnlike
for a world so violent ...
Come, my beautiful Bambi
and I will protect you ...
but of course you have already been lured away
by the dew-laden roses ...
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Dear Poeter, There is
Dear Poeter, There is definitely a reality hidden behind every appearance. The snowdrops on the roses are kings until the sun comes up; But, the snowdrops disappear without knowing where they were after sunrise. All The Best My Dear Friend; Write More Congratulations
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