yes, she is made of storms
a maiden of chaos
she calls herself
for no man
could ever chain her
to one place
she is adventure
the most exciting one
her smiles, affectionate
and never wears off
she is fire and ice
the very existence
of metaphor and simile
and all that is opposing
yet moving at the same direction
similar yet unique
wild and beautiful
minute and vast
truly,
she is phenomenal
Feb 13, 2020
Feb 13, 2020 at 7:46 AM UTC
yes, she is made of storms
a maiden of chaos
she calls herself
for no man
could ever chain her
to one place
she is adventure
the most exciting one
her smiles, affectionate
and never wears off
she is fire and ice
the very existence
of metaphor and simile
and all that is opposing
yet moving at the same direction
similar yet unique
wild and beautiful
minute and vast
truly,
she is phenomenal
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