Gothic Cowgirl

Gothic Cowgirl  
 
Pioneer princess of the red darkness
A fearless falconess  
Whose scarlet plaits wander down scarf
While serious Russian lipstick gaze
Rises like the resurrection prophecy
Her sidelong look dares cowboys
To stare too long for her blue shooting stars
Whose bulletproof shield is a merciless blouse
That gathers desire in a tigress web
That broaches no trespass  
From hard-muscled plains boys
Who she rolls in her hayloft  
Her Bastille smoked by fiery rubber trees
When the bra dungeon burns
With her streak of lightning  
The ruby jewels of Valhalla  
That riot on the border of heaven