Non-Erotic PoetryDeerflyheralds its approach, as it
lands upon my cheek,
daring the full brightness of sunshine.
How deep must be its thirst
to risk my swatting palm,
and how powerful my hand
to return its soul
so quickly
to the purity it seeks.
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