Volcano

I am trying to control the volcano
But still it erupts

I tried to adjust my halo
From slipping where it corrupts

My tongue not as tuned as a piano
And it dances where it disrupts

My feet unmatched the tempo
Crushing time where it galloped

But there resides love over my rainbow
And it will never leave you empty or bankrupt

© Delia Ross. 2019

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