Mi Metaphor

by Femme Fatale

Today we are going to begin an assignment
that starts with a metaphor
like that famous poem "forever more"
as you sit here hoping to set the tone for this new metaphor
follow the path, open your mind to those close doors
and release the sounds of a " mi metaphor":
as the morning sun rise like the ocean tides,
reaching a monsoon high- never quite understanding why???
how a winter breeze catches wind cross a restless sea
leave you pondering what others can't be
	always pay attention for a "mi metaphor"
seeking knowledge from every pore 
like a lioness keeping a sharp eye to her cubs
creeping through a messy shrub
as you wait to hear a familiar voice it seems
laying down on a whiskle dream
that stands before your face in full disguise
never once acknowledging a continuous lie
	and stay close for a "mi metaphor"
a lesson is taught here as you once gained
carefully invest in some domestic change
no one can deny your thoughts the same
for sure, once more-pass thru the doors-and
	new to a "mi metaphor"

Mi Metaphor by Femme Fatale

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