Chameleon~ greens similar to melons
Their ruddere skin, adapting every suzerain
Dry yet sneaky, patiently watching
I would have named you Tom. for peeping
nimbly, you prance like a speeding steed
and playing with your food, no
I meant playing dead on my feet
Thinking you are clever by a street.
By Odin Beard, this thick Audacity of yours!
I acknowledge.
You are the master of color disguise
Should I choose your ability
A Wish wise?
Let me know in my sleep nice
You run into that hole of yours,
where I can't reach you
Only to sneak out,
when there is a little blackout
Glancing my way, you think I won't notice
your color disguise is for the week of mind
I am not some meek you noticed
with bright sight, I watched
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An Escape
PoesíaAn Escape! Not the First! I know won't be the last. But this one was fruitful. Cover Image by Toa Heftiba https://unsplash.com/@heftiba
