She is here.

Piece of poetry based on abstract concept.

She is so beautiful,
isn't she
a masterpiece, a wonder.
She glides into the room,
so gracefully,
a sweetly dangerous hint of edge about her.
I watch her, from the darkest corner of the bar -
the way she moves, the way she laughs,
the way she is moving.
She has a way of making people
turn
and look and stare at her.
She is wanted yet rejected,
cherished yet un-welcomed,
valued yet abused.
She looks at me and her stare
O her stare, frighteningly fierce,
it burns me.
She is dangerous -
O Freedom is so dangerous.