Poezja

They called her coco
and she danced in white feathers
against sun kissed skin
my cocoa bean princess
of beauty
of grace
dancing in her white plumed feathers
asking me to chase

her, eagerly I run
like I run from my life
like I run towards hope of failure
to make this princess my wife
she offers me love like no dove
has ever flown
past broken windows
of the seas reflection
no mermaid princess has known

My coco,
my queen
my everything that is obcene

Please dance, dance, dance for me!
My angel of the night
in delight
you make me come
to words unspoken
in this dimension of faith

How I love you coco
like the tongue with my words chafe