Your high heels glitter
But they don’t shine
With your jet black hair
And lips so sublime.

You look so perfect
But I see through the façade
With your steely eyes
And fists clenched so hard.

I know your intent
I can read your thoughts
Like a fly to a spider
In your web he’s caught.

So Miss Seductress
You have reached your goal
It’s just another client
Chipping away at your soul.