Love carefully, pain lurks in the background
Stalking feelings you cast around
Pretending you're the mystery woman
To conquer and subjugate every man
Too bold your snare to enter
Too silly negotiations to canter
When he lifts your veil
Enabling your hammer to sink the last nail
The man's reputation you devour
Munch, lunch and brunch in the hour
The lad his guard drops
As your tryst deploys all your props
Freezing the man's resistance
Cutting him off any lines of assistance
When reason you overpower
And mental paralysis takes over his cognitive power.
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