Her bloom would make you delirious
sniff long and you would soon go dizzy
in veins your blood would fast rush
if you ever go near the devil tree!

Go close and she holds you in her power
mesmerized you cannot from her flee
easily falling prey to her white flower
you succumb like a beggar on his knee!

If you ever walk the night of October
beware for she waits for her chance
to lure you with her insane wild odor
trap you in her intense fragrance!

On nights when the winds become thick
breaths pound heavy on your heart
know prowls the hunter lovesick
who without you wouldn’t depart!