"What an innocent little girl"

All the people observe

This seemingly untainted one

Hair tucked behind ears

Eyes so naïve and without blame

She smiles that beautiful,

Wonderful smile

Gleaming

Yet behind those tearless eyes

And unscathed flesh

Something more appears to be

For this mask is well made

And fools even the wise

A heart, more of a pit

Burning like Hell itself

Thoughts only lead to actions

Temptation shows in the eyes

Of the thoughtless spectators

Reflecting in this "girls" veiled sight

Men disorganized and greedy

Make a chaotic mess of a line

To her door

Mouths watering for a taste

Of youthful innocence

That really can't exist

Of course they have no idea

That she is truly the Temptress