Her world is one full of
Silent, sickening waves and
Earthquakes rock her world.
Volcanoes erupt in her mouth.
Her head is thrown back, her eyes shut close
‘Tis not desire that moves her so passionately,
although it would be a lie to say that this was not passion.
She lies there,
A living corpse.
She gets back up as soon as she cans and
outshines anyone who walks by her.
She is more living than the living.
Her strength and all that she is.