The scorpions tail
Arched and free
Poisons without fail
Waiting in its tree
It has been loved and cherished so
Harmed by its lover though
Felt loved and loved back
Learnt to sting and coils thwack
Injecting into its prey
Always alone at the end of the day
Stiffened shell and sore inside
Behind its poison it will hide
Unlearn its lesson and took up pain
Scared and unwilling to love again