she was created with fragments from planets that orbit the place she called home.
the liquid that runs through her shimmering , golden , star kissed skin...was that of Europa water , pure , radiant and smooth like the peaceful rivers of her planet .
eyes sparkle and reflect that of the Galaxy and all the little wonders that follow .deep but stern , but flicker like a shooting star.
something more than what you or I know or could fathom.
A being at the wrong place , wrong time ...or maybe a lifetime.
her soul floats way above the surface , way beyond what us human know as outer space.
she is the air , the trees, the dirt , the creatures that were placed on this planet , the gentle ,helpful whisper you thought you heard when you are alone to tell you everything is ok ,
the strange luck that you have suddenly when all the odds are stacked against you
, the feeling in your stomach that tells you the correct decisions to make when your brain is out of order.
she is love. she is life. she is the universe.
©scorpio
S