For What It's Worth

She smells like sunflowers and honeysuckles,
But keep her roots with her,
As she wanders the world.

She drinks too much espresso, 

And can't help but curse.

She loves dancing naked, 

And reminiscing through lyrics of her favorite songs... those moments never lost. 

She sometimes cries until her eyes are blackened with mascara, 

But she always picks herself up, because life is too beautiful, too precious to let it get lost. 

Sometimes she loves too hard, 

That her heart aches... but that pain has only made her stronger. 

She sings to the wind, in hopes it carries her voice,

And gently touches nature, when she needs grounding. 

She is wild, and sees the world through a lens, sometimes out of focus...

But she is undeniably herself,

For what that's worth.