Storyteller
She wove tales
Of blue-green oceans and pearly shells
Of magic
And mermaids
And dreams
Of living underwater
In a castle made of coral…
Her words breathed adventure.
They smelled salty like ocean spray
They felt warm like pure-white grains of sand
In the sunshine
They painted a brilliant sunset
Over the Caribbean Sea
They sparkled under a moonless sky
Just as the water itself sparkled
That night we first encountered
Lady Azusa.
© 2011 Jessica Baldwin
1 comment:
you are really amazing. the end.
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