The queen of rage
Her breath is fire
And her gaze is ice

Her mouth is twisted
Into a cruel smile
And the words she spits out
She aims at your heart

He fury is chaos
It scathes and burns
Pray you never face it

She doesn't ask
She demands
She doesn't forgive
She never forgets

She is  powerful
Like wildfire
A tiny flame
Burning up a forest

Crushed love leaves a fading scent
Much like crushed roses

©  2019 Jim Davis

I dream
Awake
My eyes seeing nothing
But your face that isnt there