Her


A floating lucidity
of gossamer fireflies and shattering crystal
She breaks
Over every undulating curve of this route you travel
and assembles it into an array of simplicity and halcyon dreaming
With floating hair and wondrous eyes she smiles
and causes the day to break
and the tomorrow to seem a world away
Just by the way she lays beneath your gaze
of inexplicable divine madness and perplexity of fate
and she breaks the stillness in your heart
and floods it with her avid dreaming
A divine madness
A divine heart
A divine haze of seraphic splendor
That can break the dawn
and silence dusk
I wish I was her

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