Upside down and downside up,
She has walked the nostrils,
With bunnies on her side,
And fags on her lips.
She has sprouted her wings
With cats and dogs,
And walked with slings,
On shy kissed stairs.
She lights her lamp
With falling stars,
And makes love to,
Dancing bars.
The mounds of peace call you to melt the dew.
Your lap goes close to kiss the hue.

I have a secret treasure,

Wearing a guitar,

Dancing on drums,

She comes…

Gnaws and growls,

Cries fair is foul,

She smiles..

Bites her lips,

Tears them apart,( I love them so)

She kisses..

Smudge your kohl,

Lose your mole,

She hides..

This is my shy creature.

Did you notice that?
I can now sprout hands myself,
And cast the iron stand for myself,
I don’t need you anymore,
I can laugh at my own cast,
And cry at your door.

I have taken my own dirty flight,
With my dirty wings and with my might,
Dance away my own little hopping plight.

You have let the dog on me,
I am not going to bitch,
I can now sprout my hands myself,
And I can get to hitch,
With your dirty itch.

I don’t need you anymore,
I can laugh at my own cast,
And cry at your door.