Luminous highlighter glosses my perky cheeks
Buttermilk ribbons tangle in my honey-coated hair
Is it strawberries or wine that smear across my lips?
I’d do anything to feel satin suffocating my hips.
Loose curls and apple blossom hairspray,
Neck perfumed with honeysuckles di primavera,
My eyes flash of amber fires from an astron’s core
Breathe deep, breathe deep, I hold the lotus scepter.
While winesap apple juice coats my swelling throat,
Disfigured words escape with hawk-like flight, target in sight.
Flowers tangle in my bloodied, barefoot toes
All I know is how to pose, do you find me beautiful?