Under her Chapeau
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She puts on her make-up, to the moon a tribute, a mist before the storm as fragile as a moment, untouchable as time, as pure as the wind before Her hair spreads out like the summer sun making love to a golden field of wheat, as shadow and light design upon her body, mountains and forests and islands full of treasures And under her chapeau, she dances beneath flashes of neon bright on a smoky dim lit stage, chasing the stars, the moon, the night, her heart and mind in melodious flutters and metrical leaps Pulsated to another place, another time, forgetting her present until the explosion of applauses arise, upfill and die And night after night, she lets herself be carried away, humming in unison, becoming the music, totally alive, euphoric and wild, captivated inside her moment Always burning with the desire to... oh to always be free, so if you take her by the hand don't ask fate for anything more for it is she who holds it Let her cloud you, let her be transparent, let her love you, let her be carefree, don't take the pleasure she has to never settle down And let her fly above, let her hold on to her independence, let her love you but do not try to tame her, leave her run with savagery, let her keep her wildness For under her chapeau, she will forever wander throughout the tangled forests of her spirited soul, dancing to the pounding rhythm of her own heartbeat. © Naomi Sara 2023
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