“Stiletto” is a poem about a girl who you better watch for, because she may just stab you…
You moved like a comet
Across a pitch black sky
Almost frozen in time
Gleaming so very bright
In the dark, absolute
Deep blue cold still of night
Stiletto, you thrust in
To my chest and stabbed
My ever slowing heart
The chill burst into me
New life even as I died
From heat of spil’d blood
“Stiletto, may I have
This last dance?”
I still asked.
Before you soon return
To your dark paradise
Of heartless, burning ice
Then you stabbed me in back
Originally written 2-9-09 / Revised 6-12-18
