Though you quarreled 
Conquered men alone
Talons besiege your frowns
Nightly pupils shelter behind
The bloodlust you condone
Within the snarling beast
Nimble fangs that cut to size
Waits the hissing swan
Magnificently composed

Not love, lust do I carry
On my rashed shoulders
But merely a quart of water
To replace the poison 
That filled your heart with air
Your eyes betray you girl
Violence is merely your fear 
Turned serrated to slice a piece
Of promises others never kept