Eternal

I want to be loved for myself, forget the other ornaments
I want to be adored for myself, without my clothes, my hair, my flesh
Beautiful in a simple state
A sleeping call that just awakes eternal
With my clothes on it’s easy, without my jewels and my furs
I like what is not easy, love me without adornments
I want to be loved for my skin, not for some animal skin
Just loved for the silk on my back, not for the silk I’m clothed in
Beautiful in a simple state
A sleeping call that just awakes eternal
With my hair on it’s easy, it’s something I can hide behind
I like what is not easy, love me for the bald kind
I want to be loved for my skull, my little parietal bone
I want the men to go crazy for my charming occipital bone
Beautiful in a simple state
A sleeping call that just awakes eternal
With my flesh on it’s easy, so vulgar and dishonest
I like what is not easy, love me for my skeleton
I want to be loved for my worst, to be loved even for my bones
I want the men just losing their heads, becoming sentimental pets
Beautiful in a simple state
A sleeping call that just awakes eternal