She slumbers in calm embryonic bliss
growing curled in the pink passing years
her burning bronze eyes open slowly
a still wet butterfly hanging out to dry.
Raising her fine set of merciless talons
she coldly scrapes away princess trappings
her wings unfurl casting sundown shadows
this indignant outburst of unrest released.
Her savage bite draws the first blood
this game has now forever changed
ignited her flames lick every part inside
these hormones glow as bruised embers.
When she rests the smoke tendrils creep
seducing the thoughts within mind’s sleep
screeching her call echoes through the lunar
inside the darkness she cannot be ignored.
Buried deep under the daylight’s demands
her powerful grip slips as it’s weakened
Then her teardrops shine violet crystalline
for the lost dreams, the unborn potential.