Wild girl of the night
Adorned in Heaven’s diamonds
Her skirt dances in the wind
The clouds tore the sky apart
And she rose like smoke from ash
Her acute eyes burned in her soul’s fire
Her coral lips sung as the wind
And I hungered like a blind man
Ideas with Ink 
AJ, NICE! Short, dynamic, with loving, youthful tenderness. Exudes energy and plush with imagery. Depicts the maturing strength and unconquerable vitality of the poet creator. Looking forward 🙂
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