Venus in Hood

From the end of 2006

There she stood, Venus in hood,
Hugged me good, like a lover should.

There she sat, head leaned back,
With a beanie hat, and her ciggie pack.

There she was, her mind a buzz,
She has her flaws, but she's no lost cause.

There she lay, while children play,
Her body a buffet, an art display.

There she runs, like Jesus' sons,
Longs for fun, her world comes undone.

There she cries, in her guise,
Those salty eyes, can't see their prize.

There she hides, near the oceans tides,
Burroughs inside, until she decides 

There she sleeps, where angel's weep,
Away she keeps, from the creeps.

There she leaves, away with thieves,
She believes, who perceives?

There she's gone, my innocent Dawn,
Her love withdrawn, I write my songs.

Reviews

[D. L. Vaccaro]

Good, since most of them are about you anyway. :P

[Deandra Dawn]

You really do express your feelings so well, you have always been good at it. I love your words and I hang on every last one.