the maiden ceases

* the maiden ceases *
The maiden dances
Clad in white and barefoot
The maiden turns and whirls
A blur of seagull white
Her smile red enchants
Alive with delight
A smile for kissing
Worthy of loving and killing
Those watching thumb programs
Try and find her name
I feel their eyes upon her
Lusting and profane
The maiden dances
Does not know their game
How they cheapen her with whispers
Obscure her truth with fame
When she leaves the stage
Have to deal with all their issues
The dance will be left behind
Who she is decline
As skin the maiden like an onion
Gut the maiden like a fish
Till hung drawn and quartered
The dancing maiden ceases to exist.