Where the deer runs along paths
of forest greenery;
so my heart runs along
paths of green infatuation.

Myriads of tiny birds fluttering
in the mirror of your eyes,
in the destiny of our two souls.
Hearing the night owl
proclaiming the hedge of dubious
night all around us, consenting
to the call of two hearts
bound together.Seeing those
leaves of temptation beckoning
~~~~~to the misty desire.

Night has fallen, stars shining down
on reflective waters...reflecting
the image of the deer running
along its paths, tasting
of the green possibilities,
awakening to the lingering touch
~~~~~of the heart's green envy.