I am the vengeful, red dragon.
I am the light that never goes out.
I am Eileen, with her powdered wig,
And The Book Thief,
And the girl with gold for hair.
I am the melodic colors of the wind.
I am snapdragons and forget-me-nots.
I am a cave with a tired mouth,
And I am the punctured lung of a kick ball.
I am a dirt smeared nose.
I am a pallet of paint.
I am a worn in book,
And I am content...
