Crystal Memories
He’s a stallion that’s ready to defend ,
His love is true and higher than the hill ,
A great warrior that fights more than a friend,
But betrayed by close foes for gold; they say..,
His steel strength melts into rubber and clay ,
When again do we see such with strong will ,
His death-a knife in hearts which I can’t comprehend.
Come another with hard heart of a beast,
Her trait well known as it flies to the sky ,
Her voice-a wild wind which blows from the east,
Legs and heads run to hide from this virgin ,
Drunks are welcome to her fiesta of gin ,
Her death honeyed my belly as eyes were dry ,
Bye-bye to her vampire teeth used for feast.
8-12-2018
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