By day she woos me... (soul, hell, pray, Christ)

[Willamena]

A little survey: what do you think the subject of this poem is (who/what is being described)? (no fair looking it up on the web)

By day she woos me, soft, exceeding fair:
But all night as the moon so changeth she;
Loathsome and foul with hideous leprosy
And subtle serpents gliding in her hair.
By day she woos me to the outer air,
Ripe fruit, sweet flowers, and full satiety:
But through the night, a beast she grins at me,
A very monster void of love and prayer.
By day she stands a lie: by night she stands
In all the naked horror of the truth
With pushing horns and clawed and clutching hands.
Is this a friend indeed; that I should sell
My soul to her, give her my life and youth,
Till my feet, cloven too, take hold on hell?

~Christina Rossetti

[ChrisP]

Chocolate.

Very dark Chocolate.

[doppelgänger]

Knowledge?

[Majikthise]

My ex-wife!!
She's supposed to stay away from me.