She has a voice that rings like crystal Making opinionated speeches Through an audible color wavelength Words cut through men like eyeliner Her eyeliner With wing tips so sharp she sank the titanic Connecting with eyes so dark I can see galaxies in them Which hold stories Held back through stargates. 18 years and she has light years around her That no one will ever reach, Because they hide a mind Not even she understands Like an ax Cutting out memories Like a vase Saving them for later And she always gets what she wants With a wink so demonic She sends angels falling from heaven Lacing her soft skin is freckles and scars Like stars I wouldn't mind gazing at Pooling and becoming tears That sometimes stain cheeks Created to add softness to sharp features And to tie everything together A confidence proving that she was built to kill A huntress like Artemis Shooting down problematic ideals So quickly Bigots didn't even see her coming Full bodied breasts That pay tribute to the fact that she has a big heart And it beats beautifully Fluttering to lips That speak loving words to friends She has the legs of a Degas painting That carry the fact that she cares They call her Sarah but she proves them wrong Because she is beautiful She is strong She is Dean