Knife

Black stiletto heels, sharp as junkie's needles,
Click on marble tiles with seductive precision.
Short pencil skirt and a great set of wheels,
Razor sharp wit making surgical incisions.

Lips as red as blood, flashing teeth gleaming white,
Soft and supple tongue barbed just like a scorpion.
A look that shoots daggers from her icy blue eyes.
In a tank full of sharks, she's the dangerous one.

Comments pointed like a knife pierce uneasy silence,
Merciless as diamonds that glitter in her ears.
She'll provide the malice when a crowd seethes with violence,
Yet losing her attention will become your greatest fear.

Long fingernails, edges honed like scimitars.
Every wink a promise, and every night a show.
Every touch leaves in its wake a lifetime of scars.
Knowing "yes," will cost your soul, you still can't tell her "no."