DRAGON FIRE


She would like to love
to like the dead dragon that fell close to the house
of a boy she would like to love with a love that burns

He would like to love
to like the dead dragon that fell close to the house
of a girl he would like to love with a love that burns

When her parents smile at her
The closeness almost makes her want to speak
Her ambitions and her fiery desire for secret affection
On Friday parties of  poetry exchange the girls there
make her forget about indecisions

He is with the boys and he loves to be there
When walking on the pavement with girls he also loves
But not a love that burns like the fire of the dragon
But not a love that burns like the fire of the dragon

This summer a kitten was born behind the barn
Under a very tall and very green tree
When boys and girls look at themselves
Well they wonder
"Will it take us as much time as the life of the feline to accept the way we exist?"

This summer a kitten was born behind the barn
Under a very tall and very green tree
When boys and girls look at themselves
Well they wonder
"Will it take us as much time as the life of the feline to accept the way we exist?"


© 2008  Jerome
Lebel
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