GlamourA Poem by Winnter
Showered in onyx and black cherry pheromones,
her alluring aura reels you in and invites your mind into the chaos that is hers. Filled with so much emotion with no control of whom you see, one minute she's everything you've ever asked for, the next she's so blue you're tempted to turn away. But in those moments alone shes almost like a ghost, a goddess and everything in between. When power creeps into her heart, her ego ignites. And there's no one who can resist the pull of that kind of energy. The mystery that comes with those emerald eyes etched with grey, the thin gold jewelry anointed with rose oil and self love rituals. Rage settles and seers inside, a heart made of stone, a mind of tempting manipulation. Only a mind fit for survival, but an appearance so inviting to life. As the air cools those around see her more, she watches and urges the leaves to turn and fall in a cascade of beautiful shades of fall. As she sits and dives into other worlds. Paintings of words to escape.
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Added on September 9, 2024 Last Updated on September 9, 2024 Author
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