Imagine if you will
the statue of a girl
a woman when she wants
with the beauty of a pearl

Legends have been told
of this goddess stuck in mold
but let us not be bold
for this story will unfold.

The glimmer in her eyes
the laughter and the cries
the perfection of her thighs
perception never lies

A female, fair and feared
the definition of finesse
Fiery thoughts go up in flames
when SHE takes up a fight

She will slash you, burn you, kick you when you’re down.
You're heart will be in pieces and you’re body will be sore.
Crawling back tomorrow
you’ll be begging her for more

I'll me sniffing and smoking, injecting in my vane
the love she has to offer, the poison to my brain.
Because I know I'm crazy, I'm ******* insane!
But that vision of us, it eases the pain.
On a wooden floor we lie, on the day that it will rain...