New Poetry Game-Cinquain Chain- Come on, it's easy and fun!

around....
dead souls walking
like dead trees in a wood
with faces like burnt ashes gray
eyes red

eyes red,
don't be afraid,
the shaft of light from you,
gets skewed between us, making me
look wild

Look wild
but act mild or
look mild if you intend
to pounce on some unsuspecting
victim

victim
my wicked smile
he loves our little game
caught, writhing, pretending to break
away

victim,
we will not be,
love prevails, when you're small,
it is small with you, whispering,
love life

oops! dare I chance to follow...only to duplicate again...YES!

away,
I pretend, sway
in the trees, wind sailing
me to paradise and windswept
blue skies

blue skies
yellow sunshine
verdant grass, sapphire brook,
sunset crimson violet shadows--
colors

colors
are mine showing?
perhaps they are too bright
but you are the artist and I
thank you

thank you
for that smile
that blessed dynamo
which sent electricity running
my veins

my veins
flow to my heart
in them the thorn and rose,
once a cloud because a rose needs
water

water
evaporates
from the eyes of my heart
and fills the thirsty clouds with drops
of love

of love
words pour from me,
what of laughter, tickles,
breathless with funny, same thing, but
new voice

new voice
comes from the heart
the voice of an eagle
with a broken wing trying to
fly high

fly high,
into the clouds
made from all earth's wishes,
pick one, you will have to give or
receive

receive
love and embrace
the lover in my heart
and I will return your favor
doubly