By Anonymous
She strides, tides part at her feet
With every step the sea foam rushes back in greeting
I’d launch a fleet of a thousand ships
Sails that scream my willing defeat
to plead for her to see me
Her lips start
Her eyelids shutter
Contrast stark
Lashes fluttering
What a sight
She is gliding storks taking flight in a blinding flurry
She is snowflakes hurrying like a bright blizzard coming
She is lighting striking the sinners in kind fury
I love the way she lives
I wish I could live like her, my darling