Creative Vanity

The goddess's creative vanity
A search for individuality;
A subtle growth of the soul.

A conclusive thought
Is yet to be taught
Of a fire created to scald.

To bear troubles alone,
A pessimistic tone;
She retains them within her hands.

Her out casted name,
A soft spoken fame
To those who seek her golden strands.

Oceanic eyes
Mixing gentle sighs;
A clear window to such innocence.

A calming feel of silk soft skin
Representing her soul within;
A lasting touch of benevolence.

To hold in my arms,
To feel all her charms
and breath against my longing face

A renewed birth,
A brand new earth
Lays before me with her embrace.