I am Poem

I am a caramel soft sofa.

I’m a frosty, white snowflake

that falls between a triangle of palm trees.

I’m as fierce as a wolve.

I’d be a 14 year old basketball

that’s as freshly polished as a brand new Porsche.

I’d be a fancy, well-known restaurant

that is a place where families escape to laugh.

I’d be a slow hip hop song that’s also trendy.

People would love to sing and dance, never getting tired of the rhythm.

I’ll be as sharp as a shattered piece of glass.

I’ll be as spicy as Jalepeños Nachos.

 

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