Amy alone with the sea

She floats on the salty sea
Needing no man to make her happy
She once was called ‘BATEL’
Meaning the daughter of God;
Princess of the endless heaven
Now she covers her breasts
With salt and sand, and her feet
Has no protocol to answer;
Except the scent of the ocean mist;
Her jealous possessive lover
But she knows all the secrets
Of how to be free
Alone and never gets lonely
Floating on the salty sea
Brown eyes sparkle, suddenly
She remembers her home
And what she used to be
Before her sweet satin skin
Before she knew herself
And the meaning
Of solitary ecstasy
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I feel like I can really relate to this poem. You are a wonderful lover for seeing this side of her <3
and for appreciating it and turning it into your own art work
Perfect imagery, being a being of eternal light, in solitary ecstasy,
I've pondered the darkness and how it feels, never alone when alone,
great write my soul brother Curtis, much love your sister down under xoxo nardine xoxo