Am I  perceived as this beautiful bombshell that has yet to explode 

I have laid dormant for many years but yet you fear to hold

What is it that you fear, death or you being wrong about me

My smile shows you that I am kind and my sweet embrace shows that you are my fate

Lively soul, yes that is I
Life of the party, yes why shall I lie

My enthusiastic nature paints a picture of devastation 

But to get to know the power gives the energy to see if there is more to the image being painted