The wolf and the doe

She wandered into my life,like a doe in the forest grove,spilling her auburn hair,onto my gaze,raw,.....

THE WOLF AND THE DOE

THE WOLF AND THE DOE

THE WOLF AND THE DOE

She wandered into my life,

like a doe in the forest grove,

spilling her auburn hair,

onto my gaze,

raw, masculine.

I didn't know if I was dreaming

or if it was all sheer extremity...

that such a miraculous coincidence

would occur on my path.

For a drop of hope or happiness,

there was no trace...

I couldn't even imagine,

that she would become so dear to me.

So now, awake, I dream,

of those enchanting thick locks...

As if through her crimson strands,

I thread my fingers in a dream.

I, a mountain wolf, she, a doe,

Timidly approaching,

I call to her in whispers,

To come freely to me.

I'll kiss her hair,

Caress her trembling skin,

Her breath will be calmed by lilies,

Does it foretell our happiness?

Perhaps someday, somewhere,

A wolf will kiss a gentle doe,

I leave it to the heavenly creator

To put the crown on the story.

So let my mighty desire

Flow like a mountain stream,

And love, it's just a word,

As someone once said!

Aleksandar "Sale" Janković

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Aleksandar "Sale" Janković

Aleksandar "Sale" Janković was born on January 21, 1972, in Belgrade. Versatility is granted to him by the alignment of stars, and as the pinnacle of it all, he possesses abundant courage. He has engaged in martial arts, music, singing, playing guitar, and dedicated himself to spirituality, sometimes feeling like a monk, as he describes it. He has been involved in writing for a long time, crafting poetry and prose. Currently, he is working on a novel.

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