I am in love with beauty.
I am in love with youth.
And the hunger for it fills me.
The rays of the sun warm me
The grass tickles my feet.
Faerie laughter chimes in the distance,
Greeting my soul.
And the time has come to move...
To shift...to change...to take action.
The time has come to be bold and strong
and fight with insistent paint.
For I have felt your pain
And I have known the heat of unwanted love.
I have pushed through the hard soil
To stand on top of my hill.
For I am Aine,
Sweet and fickle and proud.
I am the land and the sun that warms her.
I am love...desire...fear...anger.
I am emotion.
Feel me now.
by Michelle Skye
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