My Warrior
Tall and bold
with the heart of a lioness
Seas open before her feet
And her fingers pull
The anger from your
Lips.
She’s a fighter
And she know this
Too strong to be beaten
So most nights she succumbs
To past shadows
That never have reflected
Her worth
When she fights back
It’s a firework display
Beautifully contrasting explosions.
Don’t stand too close
Cause she burns
But reach for her
Because all alone
She,
Can light the sky.
She’s got the control of a dancer,
And the elegance of a sunset,
With the hesitancy of raindrops.
She’s the reckoning to my
Force and the
Strength in my weaknesses.
She
Is the beauty behind the
Scars and
The story behind the
Broken.
Copyright © Iris Blade | Year Posted 2018
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