Thursday, September 5, 2013

Diana, Huntress of the Moon

She has the kind of fulsome voice that is both soft and chord like -- never shrill. Though her laugh can be a bit obstreperous and overpowering by nature. You might consider her a "tough broad" if you didn't know her soft and feminine nature, revealed only in reaction to language that is too much, or too little. 

She is newly middle aged though not old, long necked but not tall, smiling but rarely gleeful.  She is a mystery to many, but a chosen course to herself. She has many friends who are artsy and feminine as she, but few who are balanced and real as she could be. She walks the night in search of pristine and untouched treasures. She herself is pristine -- and delicately beautiful. Full hips give promises fulfilled by all her hearty appetites. She is an unexpected pleasure in taking pleasure. She walks by night.  She walks in beauty like the night.

She really should consider the Moon as she walks, even though it is older and more weary than she. She should consider it; she could learn from it. Consider the Moon. Diana! Consider the Moon. 

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