SHE WAS A GODDESS
DYNAMIC
NOT THOSE PALE CREATURES
FOREVER TRAPPED
BY A GORGON'S STARE
FOREVER LEERED
IN A TOURIST BLARE
FOREVER WASHED OUT
IN A MANMADE GLARE
AT THE LOCAL MUSEUM
NO EUROPEAN FEATURES
ETCHED INTO HER FACE
NO EUROPEAN IDEALS
SOIL HER WITH DISGRACE
AZTECA? INCA?
WHO KNOWS
WHO REALLY CARES
SHE IS....

HAIR BLACKER
THAN THOSE BLADES
OF OBSIDIAN
A MAN COULD LOSE
HIS HEAVING HEART TO
HAIR DANCING
WHERE HER WAIST SHOULD BE
EVEN WHEN
SHE STILLS HERSELF
EYES WIDER
THAN THE VAST
EXPANSE OF STARRY NIGHT
DEEPER AND DARKER
THAN ANY BRINY DEPTHS
TWIN ORBS OF INFINITY
HER NOSE
REGAL PROUD
INHALES THE WORLD
HER LIPS
SENSUOUS STRONG
STAINED WITH YOU
AND ME AS WELL
HER SKIN
SUNKISSED
BLOOD OF HEAVEN
GOLD THE SPANIARDS
NEVER FOUND
AN INFINITY OF SMOOTHNESS
HOW COULD SHE
BE ANYTHING
BUT AN ELEMENTAL GODDESS
TAKE ME
I LOVE YOU
GORGE ON MY HEAVING HEART
I LACK LIFE WITHOUT YOU
FLOWER SCENT BEAUTY
TAKE ME