she sits in space
reflecting the light of love
grazed by the meteors of impatience
branded by the heat of lies
slicing her upper region
absorbing the glow of the promise
pierced by dry appendages
circumcised by the chill of the truth
making her whole being numb
that`s her right there
the hottest body suspended
causing perspiration to pour
by the heat of her cries
by her questions, "why?"
take her in your hand
and watch her melt like a hailstone
now she`s gone.