dance for me again and we’ll call it square

looking at you now
I wondered how I loved you
then I remember
how you beam
how you care
how you give
how you love –
when you want to
when the wind blows under your wings
you are a fluttering angel of creation
who delights in flowers and balloons
and would perish if foul word was shed
but when the tide does ebb away
oh how your demon stretches its talons
and your fire breath devours all
and we are reminded of your wrath
we love you
and
we fear you
you beautiful, dangerous creature

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