set me free
in the summer salsa
calm the heat
in the sounds
of the summer
I'm fragile
like the porcelain doll
hide me
from the world

Poetry by Anna Banasiak
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Written on 2018-09-23 at 11:33

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France England
Freedom is all I have therefore to share this with you is not an option for the wind told me so. Made cool by the rythimic tide; Morse Code signs our secret language. Made strong by your willingness to surrender for you are resilient, a diamond in the rough daring the eye of the tornado to save face. I stand before you and the name of my shield is known as Caviler. To respond in any other way would be such a waste of words because you are simply Shakespeare embraced by Juliet. Thanks again for the write. Most respectfully yours.