A vicious beautiful woman

I closed my eyes and I saw you;

I opened them and I saw reality.

Should I then keep my eyes closed and later say love is blind?!,

Or should I keep them open and face reality:

That you can never be the perfect lady for me.

I want love that grows,

but being in a relationship with you is really what I would call falling in love.

Your body is really attractive, But your heart is generally destructive.

I can walk with you and feel good, But I can never stay with you and be happy.

I am not surprised you also are a churchgoer, satan once lived in heaven.

Good church men think you are a believer, but all you do is just make them believe. They think you are a virtuous beautiful lady, yet in actual fact

you are a vicious beautiful lady.

They call you world class, but you are just worldly.

You are a trophy, only good enough for displays.

So religious but not spiritual.

So seductive but never romantic.

Loved by many and needed by none.

You attract every man on the streets, But they all can never build a home with you...

and neither can I.