We tread silence
The deer trundles through clover,
watches me with black marbles for eyes.
She gums a slice of bread whole,
inclines her head.
Welded to the spot, I can only stare
and breathe
and return her bow.
The deer trundles through clover,
watches me with black marbles for eyes.
She gums a slice of bread whole,
inclines her head.
Welded to the spot, I can only stare
and breathe
and return her bow.