She's sort of an
acquired taste,
voyeur poetess
in an unwashed
glass, served straight
Terminatrix in leather
and steel, under
layers of lace
and sex appeal
Soaked in so
many kinds of creams,
sweet mistress
of lotionography
Valkyrie. Goddess
Whose sum has been
sealed in madrigals,
songs for open fields.
Mere juxtapositions
of a twisted
frame-
sun,moon,stars,rain. |