To the world,
{The moon, the branch,
the lake}
She is just a being,
{A face, a claw
awake}
But to me,
{An eye, a howl,
a voice}
She is the world.
{A sky, a light,
a choice}
[Beware her
amber leaf eyes
They will melt
Your paws]
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Someone Like Me {Poetry}
PoetryWith power there come words. And with words there comes music. And with music there comes joy. And that's why I write poetry.
