Playing Dress Up

For love to be real, one must accept you as your are....

A white dress shirt
Micro skirt
Painted eyes
Stocking clad thighs
Ride light on heels
Dressed to kill tonight.

Evil red lips
Matching fingertips
Graceful hunt
Isn't this what you want?
Sleek in the night
Dressed to stand up and fight.

You can run from me
Shove me out to sea
I seek you
Searching in spite
Take cover in the night
Like a beacon
I hear your voice
And I run to you……

Lost in the quiet
Tailed in the riot
Cold in the warm
Feeling odd in the norm
These contradictions I fight
Dressed to kill tonight.

You loved me then
You could love me again
Close your eyes
Feel my cries
I ask, I beg you why?
Dressed to lie down and die
Dressed to kill tonight.