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You Are.

You are …

You are the wind 

howling like a wild

wolf on a full moon.

 

You a white peacock

glimmering in the 

sunlight diamonds at

your tale and royalty 

is becoming yours.

 

You are the taste of 

hot chocolate 

marshmallows and 

whip cream melting 

in my mouth.

 

You are the taste of

blood dripping from a

vampires death trap 

fangs.

 

You are the smell of

prey just waiting to be

killed by a majestic Lion.

 

You are the memory of 

death and betrayal

Sadness and the flames. 

 

You are the distance 

between my heart and 

my soul, bombs and guns

that is war it may never end…

 

You are the distance 

between Heaven and Hell,

Devil or Angel you will choose.

 

You are a boat sinking to the

sea bed,dark and cold you 

may never see light again.

One Response to “You Are.”

  1. Dear Maisie,

    I love the image of the peacock’s royalty: it seems very fitting!

    Well done,

    Mrs. H

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