Dark Heat


At times a sage

Or else a mage

As oft she wields

The innocence

Of her sex.


Deep in her eyes

The pain resides

Of shattered family.


She drifts apart

Hands all her heart

In its infirmity.


Behold her smile

As sadness whiles

Her serendipity.


She is afloat 

Across the moat

Of throbbing



She is yours to take

And then partake

In her femininity.