she grins at you and
you’re speechless, tongue-tied,
your thoughts dancing around
in an endless circle.

your fingers tremble at your sides.

she’s a jagged way of beautiful,
has destruction in her eyes,
intelligence, too, sharp and icy
and absolutely captivating.

your fingers tremble at your sides.

she’s not a goddess like you
but she fights like she is, twirls around you
in an endless circle, smiling like she’s
the immortal one.

your fingers tremble at your sides.

she isn’t grinning anymore,
her fine face twisted into a grimace,
salty blood dripping from her side.

your fingers stop trembling
the moment she stops breathing.