She; an antidote an anecdote you'll never quite forget insanity on either side of her the men that congel conspiracies and gush at She; the mother of clarity A free remedy to remember She gives a rush, a calm breeze and they suckle on her voice like sweet syrup An easy surrender you'd be the first to taste her fury and surely cursed because of it let her mend your insecurity Venom silk and opaque Little gifts of naivety a promise so soft you never felt the fangs administrate your fate