Her body speaks 

in canopied shadow. 

Stepping into starlight,

 

her mind speaks 

before a crowd of leaves

listening through green attention.

 

Her body speaks 

against glossy beauty

painted over rough 

 

happiness. Her mind speaks 

to bark vaulting into black. 

The skin gods roar back.

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