Publicly
You are Queen Sheba
Privately
You wreck the silk you lay upon
And cruelly you are
Within all your membranes
Your twisted circles
And battered gestures
Servants who respect
Desire to please
Are treated like vermin
Amongst your knees
To late tomorrow
For the love has all gone
The bitterness reigns
And your friends have all blown away
Into the blue skies of a new day