By B.K.
Date: 2006 Jan 03
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Afternoon of A Fawn

When absolute love
Shows you its significance
Cradle it tenderly
As a baby bird in both hands
Listen to its whisper
Bow to its magnificence
The fragility of surrender
Can build a centrifugal force
Weld passion deliciously  
Or leave you feeling insignificant
Sad and cold to the bone
Hoping again to be buried deep  
With cupid tenderly plotting
His own tropic of the erotic zone