Was it the purity of her they feared
Was her beauty too much to bare
The intensity of her depth made them shy away
Her eyes fiercely piercing through their tough rugged skin
Plundering deeper and deeper into their souls
Playfully engaging in them
She never toyed with the simplicity of their flesh
Their flesh was appealing to her yet she craved the challenge of them chasing her
In hopes to find the one who would join her in wonderland
Aimlessly searching
Tediously meandering through the jabernacles and wallerwanders
These to others where mysterious creatures only she could create
It was then they finally realized she was too free to be captured
The wilderness of her is what they truly craved
She was a beast
She was her own type of creature
Majestically created by the most high power
Free so free how perfect divine can be
He created magic pixy dust and light ©
About the Creator
Sharita Cormier
Guys, I am a performer, singer, and writer. Earth has been extraordinary for me. Hiking through this place is intoxicating. Music, words, and fire feul my existance. I have two associates degrees. Completing the third is a task in it's own.
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