leans in without a doubt
and since you dared to stare
she presses the tissues to see you clear
I don't dismiss what I can feel
and what I have to declare
"... this dragon... is my reveal "
and while it was never a steal
I did spear what I could dare
to press my lips here and maybe
'there'... smiles wide for you to here
a sun kissed a dreamy seam
to say 'where' did I go
if a frog I smothered
capture my soul
and where have I been
to not know when
it was time to run...
are the arrows
or my feathers
more fun...?
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