Persephone

Lips as ripe as roses

a crown born of bone

A woman may master both extremes

if she wishes to hold her own

Let your smile be soft

but remember your fangs

for men forget pretty things oft

not wish to let their freedom hang

Let them tremble let them fear

master both dainty and dark

so only close allies stay near

Sweet Persephone

all that I love

Bless me with balance

As is below is above