Three Entities I love swinging from trees like a monkey Though while swinging I become a bird than I begin to fly, Flying with winds I feel free, And as I dive on air waves heat overtakes, I cry, shedding tears skin blushes, turning red, Transforming me into a dragon; Fire comes out of my mouth, I spit flames; This dragon inside gets angry, Oh no! I don’t want to be a beast, want to be nice and fly on & over airs, With gentle breeze create strength, Refuse to get upset, Just want to be happy and not weep; Would love to say beautiful things, Dragons spit burning souls, I want to be a peaceful dove. © Magdalena Murillo Delgado 2014
Posted on: Thu, 26 Jun 2014 23:34:33 +0000