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A deer comes close enough for a portrait.
Cierva C. 30. Płk Bolesław Stachoń w autożyro na lotnisku w Warszawie. 1934
María, la cierva demonio.
Deer Apacci appreciation post.
Cierva Cove, Neill Williams
Meadow
She watched me as I lay,
on my side, curled up
head cradled in one arm,
free hand tucked between my knees.
I was aware but pretended to be asleep.
Slowly she approached,
also acting, pretending
The grasses in her lips were all she needed.
I wondered what this deer was thinking;
Is he dead? Will vultures arrive and expose my secret meadow?
Looking through my eyes now,
Eyelashes, my one-way mirror,
I see she stopped pretending.
Vibrations of her ears, a drop of her nose.
First the front knees bent,
And then she dropped, next to me.
Nadia
hola soy Nadia, la tierra les dice “hola”
un poco de color de mi fursona preciosa uwu //esta hecho entre tradicional y digital, puse el color sobre el dibujo original en digital, espero les guste el resultado