A Deer Tale

My Love for the  Mythical and Graceful Deer

Is it… the spiritual  feelings inside, when first  sighting  them on a misty Winters day?

Is it… the  light that dances on their beautiful russet-amber coloured  hair?

Is it… the dainty  breaths  that vaporise in the icy air?

Is it… the long-lashed stares,  that so enticed many  Arthurian legends, and quests not ventured upon?

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