Cherry Lips and Ivory Tone

Cherry lips and ivory tone,

The black dress she wears,

shimmer’s in the light.

From her head flowing down to her

Thighs.

She see’s nothing but

This is her time, her time,

to be free.

It’s art to her no matter,

What the people see.

They say Art is in the eyes of

the beholder.

What beauty can you have in art,

If it has all been pushed aside.

In 1990, education was good.

We were brought up with an artistic side.

People still felt like believing in dreams.

They were certain they could succeed.

A girl should express herself any

way she pleases.

If you can’t see through the

your “promised path”.

You probably will never understand.

What your missing’s without trying the right handed path. 

When your Jesus doesn’t come,

Remember all that you could have done.

The girl with the dreams,

Will ever be free

 Living would have just been fun.

Instead your stuck in a miserable one.

But this girl’s a wildcard.

She is not scared to live her live.

She will created and spin in

Her beautiful dress.

Knowing she is fulfilling a dream,

This is the start of everything.

Every night she see’s the crowed.

She knows she is herself now.

Art is fleeting this country that everyone

“love’s so much”.

Bite the hand that feeds,

And blood is all you’ll see.

-------Patrick Houtz