You are Beautiful.

I will shed your specious cloak
Peel off the garish mask
I will strip you naked of your ambitions
To be the cynosure of amorous eyes
I will straddle across you obdurate
And grip your face with my fingers
Till your eye-paint streaks your face
Till your lip colour smudges your cheek
With the alpenglow of your nose
I will moor you down
And grapple your greedy hands
I’ll plunge open your wanton heart
And mutilate your gaudy bias
I will be brusque and rough
And laugh at your nakedness
Then satisfied I’ll fall back
When I render you shorn
And win this sciamachy
Then I’ll look at you
Just as you are
With your anima back
You are so beautiful.