Monday, March 15, 2010

Jewel

Mountain of Woman
Majestic streams
Light like consciousness
Flow from her brow

Her head held high,
She pulls at eyes as she passes
They'll never have her

They can't hold her heart
So gentle
Or please
All the women she's been

Her nature is to destroy
So something may begin

There's sadness in beauty
To be her friend

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