Her voice is Carol
You can’t escape listening to it on loop,
Formidable at start, it will eventually make you stoop.
Her face is solitaire
You can’t ignore the glow,
Be whatever the situation, you won’t ever find it at low.
Her humour is obsessive
You can’t help but appreciate the innate child,
Unaffected by the hate, somehow its always mildly wild.
Her heart is caressing
You won’t ever find her saying a no,
Regardless of the suffering, she will always save you from each crossbow.