she's too fine for mortal men, not even angels should lay a hand.
as devils lust over her perfect frame and her glossy eyes, they whisper her name.
to love her is suicide, cause for her you'd **** or die, dare truth or lie.
her beauty is fatal, fierce, and faint, it's impossible to feign like dodging the rain.
only immortals can survive her face, it'll longer than eternity to outrun this race.
as her gaze gives pursuit keep your feet moving with eyes on the ground, never lifting for a peek, or else your fate will be bound.