She is light

Busting with colors and hues

Inviting as church pews

Ambiance that might save a few

Salvaging broken hearts

And making recycled art

She is bird

Peacock feather decor

Dove demeanor or

Height like that of Eagles

She got substance hidden in her jaws like seagulls

Gulping for your last breath

She is breathtaking

She is an earth quaking

She got the bones shaking

And some hearts aching

She is vibrant vibration of vibes

Everything around her feels alive

Her stride

Her strut

Just can't be touched

I dare you to handle her

If you capture time in a container

What would you do with her

I guess that may give her that hour glass figure

But she be free like melted debris

A concoction of uncategorized cocktail of cacophonous colors and things

So she takes any form she please

She is free

She is anything she wants to be

She is like a dream when you're wide awake

And so much more