Girl With A Reason To Live A Lie Poem by Dorsey Baker

I smell the sweet nakedness
of the perfume you have
chosen to wear
I see the summer sunrise
in your beautiful
lusty eyes
your blue colored lipstick
your clothes
cling to you like a child
clinging to its mothers breast
your hair is blowing
it is sailing in the wind
your passion burns
like fire
your blush red as the roses bloom
and your love its voice
speaks as deep as
the rumbling waters
of the deepest sea!