Mane Of A Lion, Heart Of A Mouse Poem by The Queen's Dagger

Smirking
Silently stalking
Her seemingly unsuspecting prey
She wears black lace
Dripping in blood disguised as lipstick
Laughing at his jokes like a Cheshire kitten
She purrs as she looks into his eyes
Brown and tired and warm
He lets her in
She is the princess of deception
Planting a bomb
Soon to explode
His heart will burst
Tortured perfection will fall like rain
The flood of crimson
Hums a tune of disdain
My ears catch the last few notes
Before they fade into everything