What She Is Like
It is impossible to say what she is like
as she is incomparable to most earthly things
She's not a wildflower,
she is a whole meadow
A secret kept by the forest
wild, untamed, breathtaking
She's not a mere flame
She is a wildfire
Haunting, alive
Uncontained and dangerous
She isn't a star
She is the entire night sky
Mysterious and infinite
inspiring and largely unexplored
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