An angel of truth
A dream of fiction
She is afraid of a wasp
will scream at a mouse;
but will tackle a stranger alone in the house.
Sour as vinegar, sweet as a rose;
she will kiss u one minute,
then turn up her nose.
She will win u in rage,
enchant u in silk;
She will b stronger then brandy,
milder then milk.
At times she will b vengeful, merry n sad;
She will hate u like poison & love u like hell...!!