Burden lifts of off her shoulder
And rings
Yes rings they form
Those heavy
Heavenly miraculous winds!
I can do whatever I want,she says
The rings agree
Like never before in the history of spiral designs
Beauty presented in simple forms,
No sharp features,
No colour,
No height,
No length
Rings, those rings of desire
They move in their old habit of hugging everything
Even that evil fire
Beautes-que not grotesque
Those rings they define the edges of her questioning skin
But as she moves on her bike
Smokes she does
Wheels collide
And rings
Yes rings they form
Those heavy
Heavenly miraculous winds!
I can do whatever I want,she says
The rings agree
Like never before in the history of spiral designs
Beauty presented in simple forms,
No sharp features,
No colour,
No height,
No length
Rings, those rings of desire
They move in their old habit of hugging everything
Even that evil fire
Beautes-que not grotesque
Those rings they define the edges of her questioning skin
But as she moves on her bike
Smokes she does
Wheels collide
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