Her. pt 1

Her touch brings shivers,

the carvings in her fingerprint stain your body with every print left on your olive skin

she has entered you into the security of her being,

fracturing her walls so you can reach out to grasp her world

Her kiss is like the sun melting into the mellow clouds

breaching into the horizons and dripping from the hold of you 

Her love locked in the pigment of her eyes

her trust carried within every sigh 

she has finally succumbed to letting go and letting you take over her world

the world she built with shedded tears 

broken expectations 

resilience 

and some might even say pixie dust.