Beauty is deceiving.
When an appearance doesn’t tell character
When it doesn’t describe actions
When it doesn’t show personality  
You must enter blindly

The doors are opened
Tricks and traps
It is not witchcraft, it is merely beauty 

Epitome of discomfort
A death defying free fall,
Fixed in a frigid, dark room
Seducing, deceptive child-bearers

Every strand of long brown hair,
A needle piercing your flesh
Each flawless blue eye,
A laser burning your delicate skin
Lips like a calm ocean,
Drowning you in despair

It’s simple to fall into the trap
Their sweet, evil beauty
Beauty is deceiving.