beckoned

she answers the
call of a heart wild
with wanting and
searching and desire

hungry and mad
for flesh yet untasted

the ground shifts,
mountains chase her

and her legs kick
up dust behind her
heels, breathless
laughter floating
from her chest
because
she
is free.

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