Naughty Poem by Liza Sud

My mouth is where your force is,
my head is where your hands,
And it is my best poem,
I'm writing it with a smile.

I'm yours - because you mean freedom,
I'm yours - because you mean love.
Because I am Brick Liza
Today and for all times.

I want to see you in Peter,
I want ot see you in Skype,
but you are hiding like Jesus
and I'll never feel your hand.

Exuse me for such a freaking,
exuse me for such attack.
You wanted us to be windy -
so get now what for you ask.

Lets really find a flower,
lets really then pass by.
and go to some other towers,
to other ponds in the sky!

I want to be free and naughty,
Like butterfly in a flight!
But I will remain haughty
when opening my eyes!