She’s the
Will ‘O Wisp
A baby's breath
The sunset
you see at dusk
Shes the
butterfly
In the wink
of an eye
The earthy
scent of musk
She’s a body
reposed
Cocooned and
deposed
She’s a
flicker, a whisper
An intuitive
thought
An
intricately braided silken love knot
A fleeting
dream
A shy
moonbeam
A gale force
wind
Out on a
limb
An apple pie
The long
goodbye
A spider’s
web
All in your
head
Stealth shadows
grow
Like deft fingers of Poe
Her face is
pale
From her long travail
She’s
evolved to see it all
She’s near,
she’s far
She’s among
the stars
Constant
Tides flowing
Her somber face glowing
Planting,
reaping and sowing
The opposite
of sunny
Sweet cream
milk and butterscotch honey
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