The Beauty She Gathers

She possesses this sacred type of beauty. Of the world, but a godly figure. Her heart is pure. Her love is real. She is. 

Sure is something. She possesses this special something. A grasping intangible. A lifetime away from ever being a criminal,  but your heart she will steal. Question is, is it theft if she does it unknowingly? Capturing what she envisions & broadcasting it creatively bringing together everything in her universe. She is a gatherer. Gatherer of all things beautiful. However subtle, she carries beauty with her as she overcomes struggle.


Art is her passion. 

The beauty of life is what she values, carries, or what have you.

She is, a goddess.



- Maxime Hilaire

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