Apache

she's my apache...shootin arrows of anger straight through my heart of hate she's my apache...she devistates like hurricanes,twisters and earthquakes she's my apache...she scalped my spirit and seared my soul she's my apache...she turns a pile of pure garbage into living mounds of gold she's cold as ice and hot as fire she owns my love my lust my disgust my desire we make love on a bed of roses set to fire by desert heat she puts the flames out with her sweat and tears bad beasts up with her teeth she's not discreet but they just don't make her breed any better she's my apache...wildflower wrapped in barbwire