Viva...

Someone beheaded me

it seems

I've been sacrificed for the good of the better

I sit on my blue elephant who in his regal robes

waves to the crowds

and my head nods

to the bloodthirsty gods that plead

for the mercy of the mortals

as you

plead for love

so mine

Too many heads are lost to the revolution of a desire

and I've lost mine to you

my Queen

Rabid love growls at your army

and quotes the air of stoics

while I am all yours

So, wheel in the guillotine

Call in those thirsty gods

and offer them your sweetly manna

I've lost my head to the sexual revolution

Please

bury it in the Valley of the Kings

or

in between your legs

I'll meet you in the corner of the Sixtynine

you'll meet me in you

My head will nod

and you will buy a tomb in my pyramide

for your razors

to be sharpened by my moonlight

Do I believe in resurrections?

my dear Chocolate Girl

I am an optimist

My head nods

to my imaginary gods that plead for my mercy

just like you

plead for love

Mine