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?