She walked through


Back-stroked the abyss.

Hugged her shadow child;

and the moon, she would kiss.


is a balance of presence

and wildness.

She’s a wild mess – seductress;

Effervescent; your love’s


She rose from the ashes,

and touched those whom she saw

were loved less.

But always returned to the stars

cuz, in this world

She found herself;

love less.

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