She writes with the earnestness
of a true master poetess.
Sparkling words ascend the heights
of those love vacant
aching star lit nights.
Emeralds lost.
Diamonds broken.
Ardent urges left unspoken,
only alive in movement.
Not a token
of purchased property,
instead, she proffers
her verbal beauty,
the best wares
worked into a wooden wonderland,
from a walking wonder woman,
a waking wanderer who sees,
so much more than me
with perfected imagery
in poetry.