I have constellations in my head,
words engraved across the valleys of my back,
stars in my veins, a fire raging amongst the layers of my skin,
crystal intertwined into the waves of my hair,
and flowers planted between my ribs.
I am a universe in itself.
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Golden days
Poetry"She was free in her wildness, she was a wanderess, a drop of free water, she belonged to no man and to no city." -------------------------------------------- Let me show you the beauty in the world, Let me show you the stars in your veins, Let me...
