Indian Summer
Indian summer
the nuzzle of a fawn
as I doze
She stands, not defiantly
not with threats of maim.
She has trust and curiosity
as any babe would have.
She captured my heart
for one split second in time.
Then she was gone.
True story: October 2014
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