She is fire,

Get close and she will melt your heart,

The light in your darkest hour 

But play with her and you'll get burnt.

 

She is earth,

Her roots rich with self-love and worth, 

The natural evolution females seek

But mess with her nature, 

And she'll bring forth her seismic wrath. 

 

She is air,

Free and not confined,

Moves like the wind and her path knows no limits

But pushed too far and a cyclone of disaster will strike.

 

She is water,

Her beauty is more vast than an ocean, 

It flows deeper than any of her jealous foes.

Yet why does she drown in a tsunami of sorrow?

 

She is æther, 

A pureness clearer than the skies, 

Powerful and rich with careful design, 

But her translucency will never allow her emotions to be aligned.