Number-one bestselling author
were like photographs
that danced around her
like dreams which
everyone could see.
She held love in one hand
and mercy in the other.
She held tight to sexuality
and emotion,
letting the two
mingle and meld and mix.
She held on to the smoke they created
like a wish waiting
to be born.
She was the beginning
of all life,
the power of nature
and what it could
give back to the world.
She was change and renewal
and the embodiment of passion,
filling the air around her
with joy and reflection.
She was Mother Nature,
creating a new connection
between the visible
and the invisible.
Looking around her,
She saw that each of
these parts of her
were represented by pictures
and only by stepping back
could you look
at the whole of her.
She was the Empress
with her head turned
towards the future.
Dedicated to Dawn who is an Empress. 🙂