Cursed

she sits on her couch
sipping her favorite drink
her cherry lips pout seductively

she strokes her hair
her eyes sparkle when she smiles
she is beauty

in a crowded room
she commands attention
she is in control

her words are like angels
dancing on your tongue
she is intellect

sitting down at a table
with candlelight flickering
at her fingertips

she takes a sip of her
best red wine
She dines alone again.

she is beauty
she is intellect
she is cursed.