106 degrees rule
hot sun screams
ceiling fan cools
soul swaying
beckoning for light
Jazz playing
possibility of a
harmonious night
Flame burns
wax drips
pauses in mid air
mint tea
warms lips
daggering stare
brown eyes bleed
hazel tears
Multiple colors
that exspress
yet camouflage
my metomrphosis
A new me
a larceny
of time
Untimely
presentation
to the world
will the universe
still hold me
in it's arms
Will I be a butterfly
A wonder woman
or simply become
the next level I-
(C) logicalpoetist August 2010
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