In The Golden Fawn Of Your Eyes

In the golden fawn of your eyes
I see the souls of a thousand young deer
I hear the sounds of their soft hooves on the earth
I see ravens against the sun
and the trees melting

by L.B. Temuco

Comments (1)

This is beautiful and entrancing. Love the deer imagery and the imagery in general. Especially the last line, it's very powerful imagery: and the trees melting.