She

She's a breeze..

She's holds a tornado behind the veil of peace..

Never can guess when she would erupt..

Never dare guess..

The more away you stay,

The more warmth you feel.

The more closer you get,

The more scars you see.

But these scars don't bleed,

They shine with the proud of being called hers..

She can love unconditionally..

She can cry with a smile..

She is the thunder..

She is the rainbow..

She can't be defined but only felt

Because she is the universe..