She allowed the sun to kiss her ankles
But her face remained a privilage of the air
As her features illuminated in the sunlight
And the opulent gold shown through her hair
In the aftermath it was clear that her calculations had been correct
The forgiving wind massaged her skin and gave her the peace to reflect
Oct 31, 2016
Oct 31, 2016 at 2:18 PM UTC
She allowed the sun to kiss her ankles
But her face remained a privilage of the air
As her features illuminated in the sunlight
And the opulent gold shown through her hair
In the aftermath it was clear that her calculations had been correct
The forgiving wind massaged her skin and gave her the peace to reflect
