Zoe was born with a veil over her eyes
bursts of twilight dance within,
she sings songs that lull the fiercest beast,
her visions doused in memories best forgotten,
naughty secrets spill like grandma's tea.
deep within is the conviction that she is holy
unto herself, not because of an untouchable entity.
the sweet times she finds Joy
Zoe wakes up gowned in the pale stars
she reclaimed from her father, the night
in a previous lifetime.