Arisey

She is earthen, legs like tree roots- long, interwoven. Her hair is blossoming flowers, winking at the moon, their petals slowly falling to the ground. Her pomegranate skin glows, caught under the light of a million stars. Wrapped in her blanket of whispers, she tiptoes, trapped in her intricate dance- spinning in the dark.

The world was new and her eyes, fresh as rain, burnt bright and fast- their incandescence thawing the chill of his heart. Years passed, and their lives plaited together, their love like diamonds Through honeyed words and secret smiles, her eyes wilted, her heart faltered. And in her final breath she said I lived.

She is lost in rubies, in illusions of cranberry sunrises, and oceans of gold she falls through cracked seashells, checkered in a frosted light, caught somewhere between a dream and a lullaby.