Zombie Love Poem

Oh, my! Oh, my fair Rosalind, How beautiful you are, now that you are skinned! Your profile shines like raw deer meat, While carnivorous ants partake your feet. Your hair, once limp and floppy on your skin, Lightly glistens as it flaps gently in the wind. I gaze longingly at your talented hands, Each muscle free from its fleshy bands. Your internal organs, previously kept from sight, Now bounce with joy! Will they take flight? Oh, my! Oh, my fair Rosalind, How beautiful you are, now that you are skinned!