I am poetic chaos. I am the just in injustice. I am the kiss the moon blows, when she's blissfully happy.
I am the grey in the sun and the rain. I am the orange in a combustion. I am the green in hope. I am the color scheme of love..... The red in passion. I am wrapped up in compassion and promote social equality.
I can become a hurricane level five, when I see corruption.
My breast can be a symbol both of weakness and strength, all depends who you ask. My eyes can reflect beauty and pain.
I can be the soothing breeze of a summer night, and simultaneously create scorching and suffocating emotions that will leave you dried. I can be the calming sensation that comes from staring at a cherry blossom, and become that spatial distanceΒ Β between the day and night.
I am woman. I am justice. I am love. I am passion. I am simultaneously bitter and sweet. It all depends on what you want!!!!