Woe unto thee who recieves the kiss of deceit. Being intoxicated by the aroma that her body secretes. While she whispers sweet somethings in your ear Full of malicious intentions. Spending time exciting the mind With images of the sweetest kind. She's lifted on high, enticing, and fine, Her beauty damages the eyes. Serpents slither so silently, secretly seducing sensible soldiers by supplying sensations to sensitive spots. Offering golden chalices filled with the poison they concoct. Transplanting parasitic weeds in the garden long after the house has been vacated... Evacuated... Because of the threat of malicious intentions. She adores you... She abhors you... She reluctantly explores you.. But your third eye is blind, so you can't see what's before you. Beware the sweet, soothing kiss of deceit. It can be the strongest of soldiers' defeat. Have the fleetest feet if you find yourself getting weak.