Stilletto Heels

This is a poem about love and desire

Stilletto Heels

Stiletto heels, this red light maiden kills
On her streets my desire she is
Yet in my dreams my love she steals
And her love's as cool as the oceans breeze

Something borrowed, something old
A little blue and something new
To ask would it be too bold
Just to say that all I need is you

Stiletto heels, in my mind they echo
Lasting imprints mark my soul
For the streets she walks I dare to go
Or else love knows no more

Stiletto heels, devils kiss
Your treasure house I cannot dismiss
Burning lips, meandering hips
All my longing is at my fingertips.