Eight sisters gallivanted over the higher realms;

Marisé and Geneva shared the womb,

Protests for privacy, extra space, and autonomy

Rendered the mother's organs bruised and sore;

The day labor contractions hit, pushes weren't needed

Marisé kicked Geneva into the outside world

Not before Geneva grabbed her sibling's ankle

Dragging her right behind.



Cupid's bow lips and refined, slender nose

Dark, curled, and generous crown

This is where the similarities end.

Geneva favors the feminine, eclectic, and unassuming

With a touch of painted pointy black claws on the face

Three spaced out on the forehead

A sole one splitting the chin and lips;

War paint to remind,

The luscious, pink flowers on her shoulder piece

Are direct contradictions to her character.



Dangling earrings of empty circles chained to each other,

Representation of the hoops and hurdles

That must be jumped to gain her favor;

She glows with a leader's confidence

Her ornamentation showcases her passionate ambition.

She wears a queen's headdress,

A chieftain,

Bold golden markings to elicit leadership

She only wears what inspires fear

And bends the knees of the opposition.



Golden irises enhanced with black kohl lining the eyelids,

Irises that know everything,

Nothing escapes her field of vision,

Her luscious lips open to deliver lines of ruthless truth

Not to tear down but to offer profound wisdom

The essence of valor and power.



Marisé is indestructible,

Her signature perfume,

Dewy, exotic flower for top notes,

Sultry spices for the dry-down

So bewitching, it will take you years to realize

She had sent you to the afterlife.

Transmuting pain and significant discomfort

Into pieces of beauty and refinement

What an elegant force to be reckoned with.



Trials and tribulations granulated on her soul,

Their grains irritate the mind and heart,

To ease discomfort and promote self-protection;

Patience, determination, stubbornness,

Might and self-awareness

Each secreted a soothing layer of aragonite and conchiolin,

For defense against damage and parasites.

Enveloping the irritant and hardening into illustrious, iridescent

Pearls on a cream base;

Which are used as decorative headbands and lining the hems of

Her luxurious garments,

A true evolution of strength and beauty.



Back is exposed,

There is nothing that needs covering,

The scars on her back extending to her arms

Are badges of honor to be shown to the world,

Intentionally highlighted with tattoo ink

To remind her that reinvention and rebuilding

Are things that come naturally to her.



Her relentlessness is on the focus in her eyes,

Steady and clear gaze,

Free and wild,

Her existence is not meant to be buried or pressed down

She excels at uplifting and elevation;

She is the voice of reason.



Yet selfish she is not,

She is the beacon of leadership for her sisters to remember,

The supercharges that feed the currents of power

Are generated from within,

Our perception is the voltage converter

External donor jump starters aren't harmful

However, they must be taken sparingly

Align your ions, electrons and force fields,

So that your inner currents never run out

Of a fearsome power source.


© Elsbeth Mareile G.C.