her arms move
flowing with the wind
soft and gentle movements

her breath leaves her lips
slipping through their soft flesh
her hips swing slowly,
lithe and balletic

her hands run across her abdomen
feather-light and floating

her eyes shine
fire aflame
ready to burn
to attack
to ****

her dress falls across her skin,
like burning embers dying
a small spark still alive

a phoenix, reborn
thriving and naive
beauty incomparable

she steps towards me
the smile of a feline on her lips
she reaches for me
warm and chilling at once
I shiver,
my cold skin
burning,
fingerprints carved into my skin
a memory of the forever running girl