Both delicate and wild.
Gentle and fierce.
Adorning lavender beneath a lion’s mane.
Bewilderingly beautiful and softly sensual.
She will grow flowers from the directionless wind;
Sewing them into a blanket of stars
To light the night.

For she is birthed by the romance
Of a thousand-year-old love
Between the wolf and the
Crevices of a moonlit cave.