She flutters in
The wind
In a simple movement
Her body is
Flowing
Like a river
She's the shape of water
And though it aches
With each step
She feeds on this torture
To feel awake
In a sleeping world
And when it stops
She wants it to start again
No point in reveling
In the follies of men
She is used to their banter
She gives it little care
As she's the only one awake
In a sleeping world
Fluttering
Forever flowing away
Flowing
The ache is hers alone
Aching
To feel awake
Awake
In a sleeping world