volcano ice dancer.

She is dancer

swaying, moving BRIGHT

burning, energy flowing always through her

Oh, child, you will never slow down or stop or focus

you are a sparkler, flying


voice like raw honey and ice

clear, pure, rippling through hallways and doors

smile that cuts straight to the heart and curls up there

dimples wrapping around the strings and playing your mind like you didn’t think it could

inspiration. and then eyes burn into you completely,

icy warm blue, this volcano child stares out at the world below

tangly bracken of hair.


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