Take care of yourself! A gentle poem to remind ladies out there
to look after themselves
Tragedy is her
Take heed, my fair lady
For the moon paints you vulnerable and pale
Take cover, my fair lady
For the sun burns your pretty skin
Wolves lives not in wild but in darkness
Foxes are cunning and leaves you in sadness
Beasts lusts for your beauty
Do not let their paws stain your chastity
Lead astray the gazers
The further up your seducing skin
In the bed of roses
Every rose has its thorn
Like every night has its dawn
A sin for him, a tragedy fot you
Come pleasure haunted by fear
Come closure haunted by tear
Beware of desires within
Falling in love with their deep dark sin
