She is a fire breathing dragon, ready to devour those who have done her wrong
She is a volcanic eruption of repressed anger
She is an earthquake, a tornado
She will surely turn the walls of your heart into nothing but powder
She is a soft flower, with petals made of pigment, she sways with the wind
She is a solar system, a universe with galaxies in her eyes that glisten whenever she talks about something she's passionate about
She is a figment of your imagination because her beauty is one that does not resemble anything on this planet we call Earth
Her beauty is one laced with creativity, an essence of intelligence, and a strong desire mangled by her stubbornness.
She moves mountains through the flick of her fingertips
She's an ocean capable of sinking ships
She's so much more than the appearance of a weak little girl, lost in a big bad world