Saturday, 16 June 2018

SHE

She’s a hurricane draped in skin.
She’s the storm brimming with shine.
She’s the fire camouflaged in robes,
She’s the volcano engulfed in a soul.

She’s the pinned grenade,
She’s the whirlpool subsided.
She’s the bullet unfired,
She’s the missile not launched.

She’s the unraveled mystery,
She’s the power stash.
She’s the impossible.
She’s the invincible.

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