fierce bitey creature (elynne) wrote in poetry_muse,
fierce bitey creature
elynne
poetry_muse

My muse

green fire glowing eyes
emerald-bright
stomping dance in her combat boots
paint stains on her oversize sweater
long black hair pulled back
sometimes with a tiara
usually with rubber bands and binder clips
I've often met her on the bus
sometimes she teases me
but I treasure her company
she speaks my language
when I dream
the whole world is her canvas, and
I am her paintbrush
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