she dances under the stars
in the sparkling mist
nothing to bind her
to what the world wants
not even the burden of cloth
in her mind she is queen
in her soul she is goddess
in her heart she is empress
of all that surrounds her
in the soft glow of moonlight
the trees bow to her
in the gentle summer breeze
as she sits by her waterfall
she is her own ruler
and not a being can change that
she is strong and proud
and will not yield
to the darkness that crawls inside
she will dance it away
as she twirls under black sky
and falls to the ground
to feel the cool grass
upon her porcelain skin
Flaxen hair set in soft glow
as soft blue eyes close to the night
and she dreams of the reality
she knows
No man will take her place
she dances on her own
she is strong alone
Author notes
From an old account again. This one left untouched. I liked it the way it is.
What did you think
Comments
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wow!
this left me breathless. this is so beautiful and the imagey here really grabbed me. your wonderful metaphors painted such stunning images in mind. Awesome write, really enjoyed the read. keep penning! love it love it love it






