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Peacock
Proud breast of intense color
Her head held up high
Direction set, a destiny
No stopping for goodbyes
Deadly fire, cross her path
Hidden from the public eyes
Dark desires in her mind
Soft and gentle to the core
No dance for those who demand more
Past does haunt
The gate does swing
Her beauty in her outstretched wing
Destined greatness to go far
Confident, and self be true
Lucky me to have known you!
Copyright © 2000, Trina Zacharias
