She is hail and sleet
The stormy sky
She is the bitter wind
On which heartache flies
She is fire
And passion
Day turned night
And in a whisper
Sweet silence
Shattered
In the citrine moonlight
She’ll ravage your mind
Tinker with your soul
Spirited character hers
A story untold
Your Goddess
Your Muse
Enchantress is she
Without her, your life
Placid
It would be.

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