Isn't she lovely?

Isn’t she lovely?
a mistress of wonder
beckoning you with a smile
and a promise
…
Maybe she knows what love is
…
She must, after all,
what with those shining eyes
and dancing tongue
Admit it…you’re curious
…
What do you know anyways?
…
You used to pray didn’t you?
every night by your window
just knowing they heard you
and cared
…
Who are you now?
…
Close your eyes, then
she’ll take you by the hand
and whisk you away
towards shining teeth and fiery eyes
…
…
…
Truth was always a bitch