Rainbows of ecstasy Whirlwinds of fantasy Delirious in love and sweat

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

A sandstorm of love Wrapped around a warm flag of Pride Where unicorns and nuns happily reside Side by side

As we take a visit to Wonderland Where dogs and white rabbits Walk hand in hand To a world we cannot totally understand

A poetic line doesn’t come to mind As this continual production line Brings surprises every time Greek gods, leather clad dogs

My naked words You stripped them bare You tore them in two Inked out every written page In a lover’s rage

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

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