Description
She wears a butterfly across her eye,
A vibrant lens to view the sky.
Splashed in hues of radiant gold,
A sacred truth that must be told:
You are divine, whole, and deep,
With quiet promises to keep.
In the palm of your hand, where the whole world spins,
Where the endless noise of the day begins,
She rests as a mirror, an anchor, a breath,
To hold your boundaries, to quiet the depth.
Her back is solid, to guard your peace,
Her sides will bend, so the tensions release.
A beautiful armor, delicate and strong,
To remind you exactly where you belong.




























































































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