She; an antidote
an anecdote you'll never quite forget
insanity on either side of her
the men that congel conspiracies and gush
at She; the mother of clarity
A free remedy to remember
She gives a rush, a calm breeze
and they suckle on her voice like sweet syrup
An easy surrender
you'd be the first to taste her fury
and surely cursed because of it
let her mend your insecurity
Venom silk and opaque
Little gifts of naivety
a promise so soft
you never felt the fangs
administrate your fate