A worrier of life and death Her intense beauty takes your last breath As she readies for a brutal and dirty war

A dark gothic requiem Composed for your naked beauty Violins will sing Your naked flesh would float on the harp’s long gentle strings

It is plain to see Music is written all over me The chords and notes Written in jet black ink Music lives deep within

Nature’s natural butterfly She closes her sincere eyes She wears her strengths and vulnerability with such pride

I’m revolutionary As I crack open my broken eggshell I know, I wear it well I have been encased I am a brand new chick

Lying in natures bed Blood red poppies floating gracefully above my weary head My naked flesh cushioned on this flowery bed

Like a baby buried deep inside That is never satisfied Screams and cries Addiction runs through my veins Spoon fed

Pulling my strings Nakedness restrained In the strings

I wear my heavy armour It weighs me down From the copper penny to the golden pound It is hard to hold me Echoing sounds

I feel like the world is watching me Eyes open wide My naked humour Laid out bare Catches your stare

A twisted mind Hallucinatory rhyme Smoking weed I cannot concede Mouth moving at speed Sprouting out

I’m intertwined I can be wine and dined I stretch from my roots to my flowing leafy hair I’m so confident I’m a little minx

The earth has taken me I linger in the underworld The dead grasping at my delicate feet The ghouls and awaken dead Worship my porcelain feet

Disjointed poetry When the words don’t call They don’t flow freely The ink has time to dry The words have lost their high Dismal and blue

In natures valley, the camels did ride The sun shone Natures lust didn’t hide Skin on skin

I’m just an illusion of poetry Naked and raw You cannot see me My words touch you beautifully I’m just an illusion of poetry

Please don’t touch my creative spot I don’t want my poetic river flow to stop You know it means such a lot

The world is upside down Turned inside out It’s Gay Pride Nighttime It is truly full of rainbows Ribbons of Pride Yumbo has come alive

Red Queen She is in your nightmares and in your dreams Nestled in between those pumping veins She smells your blood

The naked rose Stands tall in bloom Nakedness from head to toe As her raw words flow Love for the naked rose grows