Her Hair and the Sea

Her hair fell perfectly down her shoulders

in waves,

tussled and twisted by the wind off the ocean

and salted by the sand in the air,

it flowed with every movement

growing in volume by the minute,

visualizing her strength,

her inability to remain still,

the growth of her self

when she allows her energy to roar

like the waves crashing upon the shore

-POE(MS)

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