no face

she had no face.

she had no lips,
no smile,
yet she spoke,
she felt happiness,
and could taste the colours around her.

she had no eyes,
no sight,
yet she saw our thoughts,
she felt sorrow,
and heard from the stars what we looked like.

but she did have the limbs of a creature
from the the inky black sea where even the sun
would not go.
she did have the mind of a thousand men,
each spoke like angels to a child,
sweetly, with love and knowledge.

but she was feared.
and so we killed her.





from my dream.
it was really strange.
thoughts?
anyone?