alluring and seductive, yet coy and selective. deciding, instructive, and sometimes demanding in her ways. attentive, even when appearing nonchalant. the cool air that caresses your presence. slow to anger, careful in her words, heartedly forgiving. a mystery, a thought, a gleam of moments transpiring all in one. the wicked games she plays, the walls she keeps towering tall. that delight which never dims, the regal trims that outline her whole. she may smile, when she’s crying inside, laugh, when she just wants to scream. the socialite of the scene, but a true loner in the calculated moments inbetween. unpredictable and inspired, fueled by raging fire, yet still grounded by a stilling spirit. serene and selfless, a fighter on the front lines. sweetened with truth, crowned with valor, and sometimes indescribably interlocked with mounds of thread, begging to be untangled and tenderly attuned to with the most gentle care. the essence of a woman, she is, both you and i.
illustrations by Zhang Weber.