Burns like insanity that's never consumed
Semblance of dominance, exquisitely groomed
Target of miscreant, magus and fools.
She's the cure
Knows the traditions that others confuse
Lost in the worship ways that others refuse
A little less pain because you wanted more
She's the cure
Suspended in clothing, that dark fashioned line
Has improper eagerness for all the best wine
A style of her own from that uncluttered heart
She's the cure
Loves all the classics, knows her de Sade
Beauty like diamond though never as hard
Burns so intense that she'll make you blind
She's the cure
Dances the rhythms that others can't hear
Not confused by insanity for she knows the fear
The right kind of lady for wherever you are
She's the cure
A demeanour that's ageless with undeniable charm
All chaos and turmoil with the right touch of calm
You know she's contagious but you also know
She's the cure
