She

There is an unsettling thunder in her gait,
An outright mockery in her smirk;
Her half-closed eyes speak of a defiance
That cannot be defeated.
She pinches pain in those
Tight-lipped smiles of hers,
And burns all hate in her retinas.

What weapons could ever destroy her?
She is the war herself.
Armed with a silent endurance,
Clutched close to her bosom.

Stargirl

Bestowed with a quiet endurance,
Armed with a stubborn will to be and to do,
You are fierce even when your heart is up in the flames
All former plans burnt down to ashes,
Did you steal your spirit from the Sun, little Phoenix?

She

There is a determination in her eyes that the incendiary skies bow down to,
A grace in her ways that makes spring flowers bloom.
She was never one to submit,
Forever roaring like the lioness she is.
Stoic like mighty mountains,
Persistent like the scorching summer sun.