Red of her nail,
Leaves it's kiss upon skin,
Peeling secrets from layer
Upon layer of him.
Red of her nail
Grazing a neck in sleep
A woman's vengeance
Is not bitter, only sweet
Red of her nail,
Points at places,
Where love between them
Was thin as laces.
Red of her nail
motions him on his knees
Put heel to head
A Domina, a Queen
Red of her nail,
Never faded while she tied,
a tie as he left home,
A day already bright.
Red of her nail
On the doorknob
As soon as she finds
Her trust has been robbed
Red of her nail,
A caress on my head.
Red of her nail
*A woman is sharper than a blade