——Still is the curve of her shoulders as once

            was surprise, now an indubitable { mirror } 

            of a quiet, mild soul. It’s moments like 

            these that Blake cherishes the most. None

            of any infanture, where she can provide the 

            effort to stay inanimate 

                                 as the flower is made home in

            locks of obsidian.

“ Where did you learn that? ”