An Oxymoron
Sweet and salty
Deliciously complex
Nice, but naughty
Stripes with specks
Exalted face down
There but gone
A hopeful frown
An oxymoron
Let's be friends
At first I think
Giggles and grins
Too soon, you stink
True colors, vibrant
Rich and bold
Unpleasant. strident
Clashing hues roll
The opposite side
Of me, in action
The paint has dried
A blunt reaction
My pillow, a cloud
Peaceful dreams
Beneath a shroud
Blood curdling screams
The "butterfly"
A white girl raps
My horse and I
Saddle and chaps
Walk for the cause
Chiseled body
Gluttonous flaws
Eating naughty
These changes happened
Within the hour
My body strapped in
I have no power
Copyright © Anna Hopper | Year Posted 2016
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