Oblivious
Oblivious
She's got oceans
Tucked away in her hair
Poems swimming under her skin
She had the sea within her
Continuously gushing in
A bundle of miracles hidden away with her
An old soul who believed
Believed in chivalry and love
An ancient poetess
With tranced words of desire
Storm in her eyes and peace in her smiles
A quintessence of grace
Never wore a crown nor a tiara
For she preferred a sword
Battling her own problems
Until someone asks and she can't hold it anymore
The bravest thing she did?
Continuing her life when she wanted to end it
A perfect balance of love and loathe
Hope she counted on
She, a blend of silly and serious
A dreamer with her feet on ground
And her aura
It was made of poetry, lilies and stars