Goddess lie down.
Must get so lonely on your mountain.
Come and lie down in the dirt here next to me.
Goddess, with your silk robes
And your satin
And your gold.
Let it fall around your ankles here
For me.
Goddess, with your sweet words,
Turned to silent cries and breaths.
What once gave life
Marking many little deaths.
Model: Rachelle Pimentel. Original Photographer: CDH Photos. Edited with Prisma.