She is only a predator
devouring the sour flesh of those
who are gulable to her illusion

She is only lust
the image your mind potrays
abusing her beauty
Like the plastic it is

She is  poison
You avoid to drink
Left upon a table
Within your reach

You  grasp the cup tightly
with one sip you were  gone
mesmerized by the dangers
of being with her