She Calls
She serenades mind body and soul
and she will not let go
shades of blue and sea foam green
she is not what she seems
with the pull of power
within her ebb and flow
she grabs the human soul
answers get lost on waves
as the body craves
dangerous, beautiful,cold
she latches on so bold
shades of blue and sea foam green
see is not what she seems
stormy temper will boil in rage
all who wish to engage.
Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2020
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