And so she moved.
Her body swayed into motion as if she were one with the blooms that erupted from each tree placed so elegantly around her.
She made each burst of life within the great distance disappear – as lifeless as the most brittle weed after the winter’s first frost.
Watching her was euphoric.
She had slivers of the galaxy tangled all around her fragile frame.
She was so luminous that I had forgotten that anyone else existed in this world.
She had me wrapped around her tiny fingers and I had not the strength to deny it.