I am strings of a guitar
Tough as brass lined with perfection of silver
Waiting for the right moment to make a sound. 
I am magnificent art work
brush strokes of genius combined with worrisome sketch lines 
erased over
and
over again.
Finally one line makes more sense of belonging than any other line
Eraser attacks the paper until every imperfection is gone
A sigh of relief.
I am a black dress
veined pattern stretching across my legs.
Midnight grey heels that reach the sky
keep me moving toward the places that i'm determined to go.
Hidden lines covered with gold armor drape down my neck
keeping everyone a bay,
keeping them guessing how i'm feeling.
A rock that sights on my middle finger that reminds me that I have something waiting for me
Surrounded with promises and laughter and unforgettable love.
I am mountain views.
A breathtaking view.
Something that won’t ever leave your mind.
Urging you to go back to someday.