She

Revolutionary preaching from    
white black    
her world flies like kite    
across broken  
clutching prayers    
thorns full and strong on    
rose temples across her warm lips    
sun's cradling yellow need  
frivolous drifts from bridge's    
lullaby  
crooked mirror cages her    
beauty unspoiled attraction    
luring caresses bury soul in  
ever engulfing heart's ark    
and beams escapes her    
hair  golden dilating    
midnight's breezes
for art can't be carried but sailed
symphony echoing    
on my bare chest.