she stands before me
young and elegant
her aura indescribable
like a fifth element

a wise soul encased
in crystalline splendor
focused, determined
and adverse to surrender

a glacial sculpture
serene and timeless
attentive to detail
where others mindless

soft and harsh
like droplets on sand
my heart stopping
at her cold command

Penned by my hand on the 1st of Miraman, in the year 756 AF.