Poetry... br She lures us in, br As if with her beguiling grin br She captures hearts inclined to sin br br Poetry... br That lady fair br Displays a most defiant glare br When we attempt to leave her lair br br Poetry... br Makes us drunk with glee br But, she will never set us free br From that which we desire, but can never be br br Poetry... br Entices all br With her soul she does call br To those that she may soon enthral br br Poetry... br That fickle mistress br Causes hearts and souls distress br Because she fills that need...