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•"Summer-drunk, Bambi."•

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Hazy, summer-drunk skies,
Cerulean depths high on sun rays,
Feathered green blades fussing
with the way the breeze smoothly travels.
The drink of sunlight,
Clouds like acrylic splotches.
Abstract; steadily pacing the universe as
the gentle eye watches down upon us.
He desires to scorch the mud,
Peaking in the climax of the day.

Soon, he'll retire and settle,
Blending the skies with harmonious lilacs
as the silver ball of dust rises.
She'll soothe the wounds of today,
Preparing for the burns tomorrow.
She sighs a pretty lullaby,
Hoping to chill us all to sleep.

Waves of deep ocean breezes,
Rolled over by wraps of gold sand.
Oxygen slaps the surface,
Influencing it to effervesce,
Similar to the acrylic splotches that
paint and decorate the blue canvas
overhead, shy of an infant's colouring.
Meekly, Luna will simmer down and hide,
Letting Solis glow the stars away.
Once twinkling brightly, his flame rages
once more for another day.

Our eyes widen with a gaze,
Drunk on the summer warmth.
Within the bundle of rays
belongs a soul as sweet as candy.
You'll roll your tongue over sweet words,
Drift your temper into the unknown.
Like a little deer, you're timid.
Steering is what you desire,
But instinct drives you away from
the territory you wish to explore.

Swift summer-drunk scenes,
Sweet, soft spoken words said,
Slipping from your lips smoothly.
Still, you seem to see that such
sweetness lingers on the buds
of our tongues. You walk with
a smile, solace like second-nature
to your optimistic soul.

You're a creature of purity.
If ever I needed comfort,
You'd be my baby forevermore.
I don't let you go, not again.
Little deer shielded by antlers:
Your defence is your beauty.

Hazy, summer-drunk skies,
Your soul is deep in disguise,
A rarity presumed in the presence
of a sweet little fawn, a deer.
A deer; symbols of your sweet soul.
My little deer that I can't let go.
Within my embrace, my inner half,
My brown eyes taking in the candy:
The sight of my little Bambi.

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