Instinctive

a cool breeze caressing my skin and then she plummets into her own mind deep deep.. within digging up old demons devils who tried to denounce her destiny friends she took in as daughters she demonstrated her dainty and her delicate ways she has her ways ways that are no longer destroying her this dandelion is free but.. this cool breeze she made sure she kept some distance from her mind something new caressing her skin her dare-devil, melanin mixed with magic skin skin cut and bruised with fake smiles pinned some where near her jaw line skin mysterious and intriguing and glittery skin but.. this cool breeze a breeze that penetrates everything beautiful a free fall of the mind her safe landing (for my sake) all instinctive..