She remains defiant in the face of death
Nailed to the cross
Accused of treachery and witchcraft
She was only true to her soul
She had a taste for adventure
She could bewitch and beguile
She was fantastic company
A party animal who also had a sensitive side
She loved romantic trips to Paris and Rome
She liked expensive clothes
Her lovers would spend all their money on her
But that was enough to keep her close
She always felt the need to move
Always uncomfortable in one single place
A thirst for excitement which had to be quenched
Many of her partners became paupers
A few even took their lives
She was an explosive personality
Once you had spent an even in her company
Your life would never be the same
And now she has been judged by her former lovers
Found guilty of being a witch
An old crime in a modern setting
I kneel at her feet and beg her to forgive us all
"Your beauty corrupted our souls
Such beauty only belongs in heaven
Return to your eternal home
And forgive us for being mere mortals."
