She is so beautiful
And yet so deadly
She loved a man
Then cut his head off see
I do not wish the same fate
As the Vixen gave to him
When she spit her lethal poison
Though you're bound to give in
She's nothing but trouble
I urge you to see
There's more than meets the eye
When the vixen
Is me.
YOU ARE READING
Epiphany [duo] | √
PoetryThis is the second installment of the Epiphany poetry collection, in continuation of Epiphany [unum].