a poem - she is...

She is dangerous and mischievous
pure innocence if you want at night
or evil and lust at sunrise

She is a demon to be unleashed
that wont hide her face any more
she may hold your hand and declare her love
if you dare with her dance.

But we aware
Gods made her impure
Devils claim her heart
She rebels against all
waiting for a man with the darkest desire
to knee in front her and offer her a poem.

Lenka, is my girlfriend
she surrendered to my canvas and camera
I caught her smile and fears in my dreams
where we dance every time before dusk.

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