Here inside her cosy nook
Floor to ceiling with burning books
Pages filled with tiny secrets
Cloak and dagger with lyrical treatment!
The crude idealism of a paper plane!
Flashback waves hide her moon stains.
Quicksilver leaks through walls of a temple
From an evil garden she assembled.
She’s the tomboy siren from a purple isle!
Lipsticked synced with a crooked smile!
Her perfume smells of an oily rag!
A pickpocket gal with a drag strip fag!
She is beautiful in all her glory!
High brow in her over-allies!
Skateboard surfs in the park
She’s that crazy fucker after dark!
Over awed by the gracefulness,
Spellbound by the wickedness!
So much lustre in her power!
So lascivious in her shower!