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