– king of the storm –

Raw… fingers go dumb in an
afternoon timeout without burning
sun… bathing in a freezing
shower on my way back to my tiny
tower, but I’ll tame this beast,
ice upon my tight jewels.
Ride my blue-breasted steed…
and break my own rules, then  re-
~
turn to my throne, and
lay my sword down. I will
show off my robe, and
put on my crown. I will be
home on my throne, un-
stoppable now. I’m a
king, don’t you know? You
can’t take my crown.
~
~
D.J. Whisenant
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