Toxic Zena

Paralyzed I Cannot Speak.
Not because your beauty strikes,
But your potent poison,
Death of Socrates, Lack of love.
You cannot look me in the eye,
Only cackle to yourself,
"One more down. Watch it!
I'm lethal".
Coming out in spring,
You're meant to kill.
Attack while children play,
Disguised in a five year olds
Mothers Day Bouquet.
Waiting to paralyze,
Start at the toe.
Kiss up the thigh.
Belly Button nibbles.
Kiss the heart to die.