Innocent Lady

She is stunning Loaded with amazing grace and glamour Her trilobite eyes made of calcite crystal And chocolate cosmos sits on hair, Her unwanted fans preach All her decorated body parts And the way she bends, Stretches and straightens! She reads all with deep intensity That bees are after her corporal beauty She was made for someone But to her distress her love forsaken There is a perpetual wound That produces uncharted sound She feels it inside the dark Tears in her eyes lick an invisible spark Her pillow is wet with dreams shaken Her tears are like a salty ocean Copyright@ Dillip K Swain