The luscious light of Stella's chest
          Bathed all the boys in lust and fret,
As layers of lavender woft from her head —
          She steps with sweetness, and off to bed.

The velvet clad vixen flashes some skin
          And summons a suitor to share in her sin.
Her violet vacant and seductive white eyes
          Give no warning of deep, hidden lies,
But her lips reveal volumes through kisses and tells,
          While Valium filled valley suppresses her yells.

She seizes the hearts of voracious young boys
          To vanquish her villains and make them her toys.
The image of confidence, yet rife with doubt,
          Her ego a vacuum, vested in drought
For a vicious vow against virile swine,
          Never to entrust them with her heart and mind,
Nor divulge the vault she's let none see —
          A hidden plague of viral ivory envy.