defined by the wind

Three crows in a tree

revealed themselves to be

a raven haired woman

with dark lips

this very morn

she stood before me

glowing white skin

the eyes of a storm

and screamed

a scream that entered me

shrill though it seemed

I was immediately lost in a dream

black and white beach

warm sand

overcast

light wind, choppy waves

Ive been here before

through my sadness

but I was always looking down

or in

now I can feel my face in the wind

like without it

it would not exist

like being kissed so sweetly

upon the lips

and in that same moment

of realizing your being kissed

also realizing you have lips

Dark beauty

so misunderstood

you have been labled with fear

from those to timid for chaos

those with hearts that cant love

what they cant control

for you will not be controlled

only embraced

and when done with love

you yield that which love always yields

creation

I am unfettered