The Element Princess

Her hair blazes like an open fire,
dancing in the air,
and her skin glows in the flickering light,
oh how it is so pale and fair.
Her slimly curved body is dressed in green,
ivy wrapping round from her chest to her thighs,
not in the shape of a perfect dress,
but in streams like fading clouds in the skies.
Her skin is as cold as the winter's ice,
and when is touched lightly cools down you're veins,
and every time she fragilely wanders,
a crystal ice path remains.
Her graceful breath that silently echos,
is as strong as a thousand fierce gales,
once her fury combines with the element of wind,
what she aims to succeed never fails.
Her silver eyes are the true color of water,
and so when she cries it rains,
but against her enemy she causes it to harden,
to make it feel like whipping chains.
Admirance and awe do follow her pace,
as people watch this beauty pass,
she accepts their sighs of exultation,
"The Element Princess is here at last".

© Gurdy x (GoddessOfWings)