This is in memory of a dear friend whom I lost today, two years ago, to the agony of love.
She is no ordinary lover.
She is a fucking storm.
She is passion and madness,
With a wandering heart,
A mind filled with vast roads,
And eyes sparkling with adventures.
She is endlessly enchanting.
Undeniable substance.
Electrifying connections.
She is sweet and demented,
Wild and all over the place.
A lover with all her heart.
Loved the right and wrong ones.
She loved so wrongly, it broke her.
But she rose again,
Half human, half warrior,
At peace... And yet on fire.
