Strung by a single chain,
pressed against bare skin,
like a loving kiss.
Gears dance over angular bronze wings,
tips pointed like daggers and knives.
Slender body enveloped into metallic silk,
twirling lightly like innocent dreams
Clutching a steady sword,
blade to the earth,
hilt greeting the heavens.
A human,
caressed by majestic wings.
A monster,
veiled by the face of grace.
Stories masked beneath the metal,
breathed upon by unyielding virtue.
Complexion tainted by the scars of time.
Firm lips uphold glory and honour.
Expression unchanging and firm,
looking down from its high canvas.