Goddess Among Men
To speak words softer than the hum of a choir,
For only a rich tongue could interpret the language of a violin,
An angels halo could not merely compare to the brightness your mind,
Delicacy that could turn a blood rose green with envy,
Beauty undefined by every possible mortal word,
Oh, how liberating it must be
to be a goddess among men.
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Blind Poets
PoetryPoetry for those who find both comfort and discomfort in the dark. - Em Instagram: @em.g_4 WARNING This book includes references to sensitive topics such as suicide, depression, struggles with mental health and so on.
