Foolish young girl, in way over her head.
Brazen and cute from her toes to head,
feeling control over all that she met.
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Gifted with power of any kind, one must temper the wielding of it with wisdom. Beauty is power, no question; but every empire falls eventually. This poem is dense with wonderful language, images, melding beautifully!
Nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.