The Goddess With Golden Scales
She dresses perfectly with prominent spikes in her hair,
long and flowing brown violet braids,
which make her face exotic and relaxed..
she wears several precious stones between her hands and feet,
with flower tattoos surrounding her fingers
mortals adore her because it is beautiful and impossible to have,
the diaphanous and crystalline skin like perfect porcelain,
smells of fresh algae and freshly picked water lilies..
they play ethereal music when she is around,
and they build sheer and transparent dresses
that enhance her sweet curves..
the way she sings awakens spring and lulls children of paradise into their smallest and most colorful dreams,
she is a surreal creature that man has ever seen..
the golden scales fade in color like the rainbow,
peek out from under the skin,
and shine brightly in your eyes through the sunbeam.
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