come dressed as you are,
as you are a caviar-ball,
a sugar-dressed melancholic diamant,
a sparkling pinstripe mature,
a glamourous future,
a rose of spiracle,
tomorrows yesterday in a red dress,
tlc,
true silk,
a lace dressed value with artistic merits,
a little black with a big it.
have a glance like marlene dietrich after she ate the lips of la lupe,
smearing the lipstick of the joker onto your aunts best dress,
counting to be the number of the least,
having the passion of a commodity,
returning flowers instead,
dead-reckoning for pleasure,
unfolding thy poetic knowledge.
my high-heels be your guidance,
my suit your dark pool,
my voice might raise your smile at night,
my trust your airiness,
my glitter your beauty,
my dress your mirror
