Beauty

beauty and danger meet in the form of a woman why must the sting of something as amazing as love be so deadly? the stories make it seem so wonderful so inviting yet even the most exquisite of daggers has a blade one sharp enough to pierce the heart countless victims have been lured into love's lair it's trap first a kiss and then a sting killing without remorse as she has done thousands of times before cold precision showing through in the movement of every part of her perfect body apathy given away in her feigned smile i have been warned i have warned others and yet i am drawn in like very other fool love is a noble suicide beauty and danger meet in the form of a woman and i am helpless to her guile