Barefooted in the loose white gown,
Her dark hair is bouncing
As she free roaming in a far-reaching green,
The green is full with bloomed flowers,
She reaches her harmless hand
towards the Amaryllis,
Gifting it to herself,
As a promise
to believe in her soul,
Always.
Mingled in her hand,
She brings it closer to her *****
her melodious heartbeat is felt,
She feels alive,
Once again.
Her heart, her hair, her hands, herself
saved her again.
Because she knows she’s alone together.