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Apr 2018
You untamed,
slip through my hands,
like the Sahara sands,
you untamed like the ever growing fields of green,
you,
not,
the,
same,
as different as the untamed tides of the moon's rise!
Crashing in to the sands of the home to you roam,
Untamed like the soft whispering spirits of the wind,
through,
the,
air,
untamed,
like the gallop of a stallion,
free,
Your heart wild,
untamed,
your,
heart,
untamed,
the way that you look at me,
untamed you see,
can I tame you now,
your,
love,
untamed,
by,
those,
who,
can,
not,
see,
who you really are,
to,
me,
your heart like the ever growing glades,
you,
untamed...
The rhythm of this poem is made possible by the rhythm of "A thousand years" by Christina Perri
Summer Shellhamer
Written by
Summer Shellhamer  15/F/Pottsville PA.
(15/F/Pottsville PA.)   
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