Oh my lovely venom

my throat screeched heavy breaths as i flung myself over ease to climb. my toe nails cracked, flesh carved, at every step that brought me close to you. it brought pain, cost me myself at every step that brought me close to you. you didnt live as top as you seemed, not to a climber like me. wish i had known, you would show no less mercy upon your beauty, not to a climber like me. my soul, my heart, my eyes, your voice had deceived me for plucking you. wish i had known, you would show no less mercy upon the venom you own, you serpent! oh, my bewitched pretty lily. now as I’m aware of your beauty or venom some shall say what difference does it make for you to crawl beneath my heart flickering through my blood for i don’t want to know which is truth you serpent! oh, my bewitched pretty lily.