Ode to the Scorpion

My scorpion, you inspire me to write.

How I love the way you call, hunt and skip,

Invading my mind day and through the night,

Always dreaming about the fierce round trip.

Let me compare you to an awesome tune?

You are more acid, tiny and afraid.

Light sun heats the gorgeous peaches of June,

And summertime has the laid colonnade.

How do I love you? Let me count the ways.

I love your right fingers and eyelashes.

Thinking of your white humour fills my days.

My love for you is the unreal caches.

Now I must away with a placid heart,

Remember my rough words whilst we're apart.Start writing...