smooth
as marble
strangely warm
are her
alabaster arms
benieth
long bangs
a curve of grace
is her
piquant little
face
a waif-like
gamen little thing
she is a fairie
with no wings
a smudge
of feathers round
her head
she lies on tile
almost
dead
the world saw
her wounds and scars
but we don't
care unless they're
OURS
now her
pain is
in the
past
now
she
has
her
wings
at
last
(c) SoulSurvivor Aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Feb 7, 2025
Feb 7, 2025 at 12:15 PM UTC
smooth
as marble
strangely warm
are her
alabaster arms
benieth
long bangs
a curve of grace
is her
piquant little
face
a waif-like
gamen little thing
she is a fairie
with no wings
a smudge
of feathers round
her head
she lies on tile
almost
dead
the world saw
her wounds and scars
but we don't
care unless they're
OURS
now her
pain is
in the
past
now
she
has
her
wings
at
last
(c) SoulSurvivor Aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
