||trust 'n err||

under-estimate not your powers ms.miles, should you commit an irreversible error.
of words and voices dressed in spices, exchanged in private if not bound in forever.

fine line between those unimaginative, curious and those not
hell, perhaps is for those who give in to desires without foresight and rot.

your allure as a woman lies in how you present the unpleasant.
if you manage a change for the better, you must be god-sent.

for it you oughta be aware of how fragile trust once forged can be,
no matter how favorable a condition, tides can shift oh-so-momentarily.

a slipup from a woman is an invitation for two to fire, brimstone and Gods fury.
be stringent in your picking 'fore you choose to reward someone dearie.

"hell hath no fury like a woman scorned," they say it true 'n truer.
be wise ms.miles in who you invest your God-given splendor.

||trust 'n err||