My sweet savage

she looks and acts different

Her eyes tell a misery

Though innocent but enticing

left me pondering and wondering

Was she from the other side of the town

Or she was more or less a pawn?

Deep within she was pure

But only needed a permanent cure

And was only to tame her wild nature

To be able dine with her kind

And have the feeling of being loved

Nature turned her into a savage

Which mostly contributed to her rage

Though she kept it at the bay

For she was a sweet savage

©cletus_writer