Dolly pink silky petal doe,
blooming petals in her petticoat,
the moon blows kisses sprouting buds on her antlers and skin.
Sugared honey doe,
sweet nectar tears,
dew droplets of ripples in her fawn eyes.
Honey sweet cries,
and sweet suckle on her nose.
Bows rimmed her head with forget me knots and bluebells.
Her heart is a ribbon with a dangling mirror,
the frame reflects her doe eyes.

I am a fragile silk petal angel blooming a tutu, delicate limp legs and soft cries heard from underneath the ocean. 

Seashells build bridges under my pointe ballet shoes.

On my tip toes, I leap from blossoms and land on the shoreline.

I can see my own reflection off the skin of the sea.
I have fallen in love with the ocean bed and formed a crush on my own waves.

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