Suzie Power
Suzie Power the chosen one,
The beauty of Venus replicated,
Of shape and stature perfected,
Of skin to delicate to touch,
To spoil, to blemish,
To covet, to harbor,
Of unassuming power and grace,
The embodiment of beauty
When beauty was but a dream
Cast upon the blueprints of creation,
Drawn up through the eyes
Of the artist of artists,
The masterpiece come to life,
Slinking off her pedestal,
Coming into the vision of the beholder,
Boiling the blood in his vessels,
Upsetting his mechanical thoughts,
Taking him to new unexplored places
Where the wolves and rivers run,
To pleasure’s paradise
In his mindless mind
In the pools of his electric senses,
He the thinker who lost his thoughts,
The thinker who thinks with his groin,
Who let the power of Suzie
Paralyze his mind,
Led him from a place called dignity
To a place called ignobility,
As he became a slave
To her every demand,
A victim of her humble sorcery,
The witch that he made her into,
The she that she didn’t know before,
The unknown power that she had,
From the well proportioned
Blueprint of creation.
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