I was in a dream state around her.
Her skin was made of porcelain,
jet black hair topped her crown
matching her feathered wings.
The face she wore was angelic,
cheeks like mountains,
the color of roses,
lips,
the smoothest
creamy-butter.
Her malachite eyes
glowed
as fine-crystal.
I felt certain
she was not
of this Earth.
Especially
after she
spoke
in an ancient tongue
& my heart felt
glued to hers.