timid eyes
from the forest
beckon, yet hold back,
wanting to love,
afraid to trust.
lithe body,
like a deer,
ready to spring
at the first sign
of danger.
delicate features
worthy of infinite contemplation,
question,
ready to color
at the slightest provocation.
i want to coax her
from the forest,
show her
there is nothing to fear;
yet, i know there is.
so, from a distance
i watch
the timid gentle creature.
all I can give her
is freedom.
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