touched.

I saw a woman once, she was full.
It shun through the center of her eyes, yet she was dressed in darkness from head to toe.
She reached forward towards a glimps of what was trying to break free to another hand, spirits knew each other and intertwined.
They leaped and shouted and praised as tears whaled flowing over the the darkness, drenching it, soaking it in water....
It absorbed yet the darkness did not change.
The woman walked away feeling changed inwardly yet outwardly still walking in the same darkness....
( abore evil cleave to that which is good, being purged by the fire cleansed through the snow made white)
Eventually the water that had been absorbed dried, darkness still held its cover fear in and of the darkness kept the woman from taking it off.
Thinking ever chance she got she would just touch a hand of aggreince try to catch that feeling again and continue the cycle.... until so many times and years later that touch that flow of water would not penetrate the darkness became so hard and stale the water would run right off

Take it off!
Her inner spirit cried and ever connecting eye she met.
Take it off naked you rise!