PBR Sonnet

Free me from these dreams of divinity
My muse, oh the temptress of my soul
Disappear from my mind I beg thee,
Your absence leaves my heart but a hole.

It is your dazzling fashion, your hipster clothes
You have a body sculpted by God, an ass befitting of a queen
A face blindingly beautiful, from your ears to your nose
It is to this I write my poem, it is to this I sing.

I plead to thee, reveal thy naked eyes
Remove your prized glasses, your facade, your mask
Do not be ashamed, the insults are jealous lies
Gaze upon me, for I give you this task,

Return to my life; I am truly bewitched.
This is say lover; you are a sexy bitch.

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