Gleaming Daggers - Curved double bladed smile, it is the light
reflecting off their polished surface.
Eyes of Mischief - Glitter as luminescent stars on a clear
Exploding - A heart that bleeds strength with each firework like
beat. . . beat. . . beat. . . beat.
Fluttering Hands - Touching lightly, butterfly wings, a wispy
Framed Fire - In a halo of light bursting through the atmosphere
as if a million falling stars
Sparks Shutter - a memory becomes the future as if pride had to reinvent itself
in silent searching
I found this unfinished poem in my papers, any ideas of how to continue/finish? -->Thanks to Justin for His Contribution