As the title says. 
Women are beings from Venus, living by our side
No matter how much we try to know them;
There's always something they hide.
It seems they know something,
That we stubbornly don't want to learn;
We claim that we know them,
But actually we just yearn.
Nonetheless they stick around us,
As we succumb to angered love and lust;
And troughout our lives they remain our weakness,
Until perhaps one day; they return back to Venus.
No matter how much we try to know them;
There's always something they hide.
It seems they know something,
That we stubbornly don't want to learn;
We claim that we know them,
But actually we just yearn.
Nonetheless they stick around us,
As we succumb to angered love and lust;
And troughout our lives they remain our weakness,
Until perhaps one day; they return back to Venus.
