She is Bourbon and Water and Fire
She was the beauty in the flames
The twirling dance of danger and fire
Hypnotic perfection hovering wild
Just above the innocent need in her eyes.
Fractured bones of brutal strength
Support the bending weight of
Shoulders too slight.
She is cracked and not quite broken.
The silence in the wind
The coming storm of perfect
Waves
Drawn out beneath the turmoil of
The sky.
She is beauty and unseen strength
She is bourbon and water and fire.
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