She's a mantle of art
Draped in the finest fabric cut
All her insecurities
Add up to her masterpiece.

When God refined her
He plucked a feather from a wild goose
And the angels kissed her
And gave her angelic hues.

Some nights she's a canvas of stars
Other nights she a contrast:
There's danger in her mysterious eyes
Delightful darkness
If you stared for too long,
You'll know why she's named after storms,
And why the ocean changes tides.

~Hassina❤️