Unveiled gorgeous mysteries 
And fancy for presence alone
Was she cruel or fond of peace
Wisely exist from blood and bones. 
Siena or what was that shade? 

It tells anger, lust, sting of flame
Incognizant facts, meant to fade. 
Can't read her, she despised the lame.

Assumptions, always a lie
Restricted and not a freebie.
Sugary sweet as apple pie
Unlikely bloody, for a sightly ruby.  

- Leo

To Bianca,
who always prosper beauty and substance.