She kisses with liquorice lips,
grins with an auriferous smile,
she lures with skin as soft as feathers
and devours with teeth of a crocodile,
she doesn't care who she hurts
or who she teases -
she's able to ignore all the agony
so long as it pleases -
O' she'll grab your mind with her greedy eyes,
then seize you by the balls -
a sleazy expression, sucking on a cigarette,
she whispers in the night and mockingly drawls,
clad in tights that unveil the premises of liposuction,
she'll make you sick, and disgraceful;
rip apart love and piss on it, then deny its abduction
for when it all looks lost, and you finally flip,
she'll only preen, groaning at your petty insults -
she's a flower, black and withered,
she's death by sexy results.