Saturday, March 10, 2012

Your Poem

I'd fight dragons
sidesaddle
pricking each scale
after a manicure
glove-less
in Sunday dress
all neatly pressed
wielding no reins
forfeiting my massage
forgoing all others
skipping tea...
fire won’t stop me
fear non-exists
coiffure in a mess
defying hazards right, no left
relieve me, my quest
defeating the beast
….only for you

@gmcknight'12


1 comment:

Sagittarian said...

This is wonderful..:) Thanks for sharing..:)