Sweet curved cheek
Pointed chin
Lashes lower
Satin skin
Lashes raise
Lips form a smile
Graceful gesture
Sparkling eyes

Fine arched brows
Engaging pose
Languid curls
Classic nose
Mellow voice
Enchanting laugh
Camouflage the Horned Asp

Medusa raging in her soul
Her gaze transforms victims to stone
When she decides to have her way
She petrifies her chosen prey

A glance wherein her baleful eye
No spell exists to rectify
No way to shield unwitting gull
Granite now, where flesh it was

And I, receiver of her stare
Caught by surprise and unaware
Helpless stone my sculpture stands
Watching as she claims my man.