a woman so defiantly herself
can be threatening
to know she does not need anything of you
only herself
can be frightening
head held high
eyes of fury
she faces the world
unapologetically
her hair her crown
her poise illuminating
her skin like silk
the clothes hanging on her effortless body
mesmerizing
the tapestry that is her soul
enchanting
she is who she is to be
the light makeup enhancing her natural features
brightening her spirit
slick cheek bones
her aura is bewildering
prayed up
sage burning
she closes her eyes and finds her way
she opens them and leads the way
she leaves nothing but light energy wherever she goes
and i’m in dismay

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