Behind my eyes

This is a poem I wrote a couple years ago at writers camp. This is me, it’s who I am.

I am a lavender Pegasus on a cloudy day unique but quiet

I am shy and yellow like a duckling glowing on a sunny day listening to a harp underwater 

I am a fire rumbling like a chorus of drums shaking a forest of trees

I am riversong protector of the tourqouise bookstore