Stallion, by Danielle Lewis Subscribe to rss feed for <font color=Danielle Lewis"> 

You make me breathe butterflies and songs,
filling me with wishes of emerald skies,
you...an artist, me... tragic poet,
you drew the life back into me, 
with your colored pencils,
my image a color-by-number,
sparkling dreams flood into the soul,
Imagination run free,
wild stallion dance across the sea...

© Copyright of Danielle Lewis
Posted: 2005-10-02 22:45:32 UTC
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2005-11-24 13:36:11Taurusteen23
This poem is very imaginative....I love the metaphors about the colored pencils and color-by-number.....it was very creative.....A++++ luved it