She glides above the rubble
Never touching the ground
Young beauty so commanding
The blind would turn around
She makes style look mortal
cnd moves at her own pace
The desert wouldn't dare
Blow a hair out of place
She's cloaked in a mystery
c puzzel to be solved
No angel who's lost her way
Or goddess yet evolved
Her destination is unknown
Though purpose in her stride
The danger she conceals
Is sure to light the sky
clone in her mission
Hyptnotised I am sure
Seasoned for the greater good
One day she won't return
So I'll keep my distance
But admit such a waist
From the smoke and fire
cnother will take her place