You are too beautiful,
    too innocent,
        too unknowingly lovely
             to merely reflect the sun’s splendor ...

too full of irrepressible candor
    to remain silent,
        too delicately fawnlike
             for a world so violent ...

Come, my beautiful Bambi
    and I will protect you ...
        but of course you have already been lured away
            by the dew-laden roses ...