Alana

January 25, 2017

Her hair a tossed mess so elegantly placed with hues of dark red.

Guardians of good always whisper in her ear.

In her beautiful touch all else fades.

She is the keeper of souls,

Angel of grace and strength untold.

Voluptuous and bold

She follows her heart.

Friend.

Goddess.

Woman.

Her hair a tossed mess so elegantly placed with hues of dark red. 

 

 

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