Indignant as a bee stamp
Colossal as a rocket
I don't know whether it's beautiful
The exquisite hint of your lip
This barrel of fun in my pocket
Flagrant as a dove tail
Fossil caught in Amber
I don't know if love is true
The sacrifice, the eye of a camel
Get rid of the self, have a banana
You would traverse it
On your quest
Capture it
Like a snowstorm
And throw it back
To the lady in the lake
With her flowing seasons
And her rusty scabbard
With her molten gaze
And her winces
Conceptual as a tree fight
Docile as a lizard
I don't know how i look to you
Hair on fire,
lion's rage
Frozen like a Martian wizard
What's true is doubt
Whispers in the blizzard.
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