Her bones must be milked with
Titanium and cached with a silk fashion membrane,
Because the most barbaric animal cannot
Pierce her Godly heart.

Her teeth must cleanse with Dove, because
Even her gums gleam with tendered-ness and
Peace after she has gnawed down
Physical and emotional defilement.

Her eyes--the center of light, illuminates,
Blistered frowns and dingy smiles,
Even when stomach craves for affection.

Her hands warp around me, bestowing me
With alleviation, but its her astounding kisses
that make my heart beat sing,
Ba-ab-a, Ba-ab-a, Ba-ab-a, Ba-ab-a , Ba-ab-a.