Knowledge Is Her Name

I know why the bird    
sing, cause it was    
a sunny day.    
   
   
The sun kisses her
caramel skin, leaving it    
marked up by it's    
heated revenge.    
   
   
thristy from the sun    
that calls her name,    
knowledge child! I live    
for you're,    
   
flourish beauty    
that looks    
so amusing.    
   
Her presence is so well    
known it makes    
   
you feel like you belong.    
wanting more from    
what had been a    
   
   
home to "knowledge" that make    
you think you're the only one.    
   
Knowledge is a fact    
that will pick    
   
you're brain apart,  
and leave it there  
to originate.