Eye Candy

beauty lies where it is seen
in a portrait framed in the Tate
each to there own personal tastes
 
Botticelli had his nudes
reclining with some other dudes
not to be enjoyed by prudes
 
the bible speaks of carnal themes
quoting chapter and verse
the revelations cant be worse
 
Picasso had his own true style
the charm hidden in a cross eyed smile
angles disguised the models curvy thighs
 
the eye candy our idea of art
also to include all un-hidden tarts
disguised from their early counterparts
 
the doll that's on a celebrity arm
the face that launched a thousand tweets
copied by the woman on the streets
 
sugar coated hard as nails
this eye candy built to enthrall
hear me scream and kiss them all
 
not the stuff of fairy-tales
she will break your balls the demanding bitch  
nectar baits the honey trap
 
between her legs you will feel it snap
all fair ground rides and candy floss
your Ferris wheel right at the top  
 
crystals break dissolve and disappear  
that sweet moment passes
your eye candy turned to molasses