Calm the copper beast in me,
Be tamed by the wind,
Hardened by the ocean,
Sweet canopy, laced over me;
Built to land, on shallow sea,
Between clouds horizon,
Taste the salty skies,
The dew licked travesty,
Magnetic pull, honed me home,
Fields penetrate,
Percolate, aggravate my sand,
I taste her call,
The vixen's scream,
Claimed her fame, with misery.
©Ashley Leslie 2013
