The Blond

Your beauty is beyond compare,
Your brown eyes and bleach blond hair,
Your lips so smooth yet strangely firm,
And cheeks so smooth they’ve never been stained.

Your hair so smooth and bright,
Its like its its own light,
The sun shines off and blinds all,
All who dare to be so tall.

Six foot two, how tall you stand,
With thy dagger In thy hand,
You scrape it deep across thy wrist,
And make a bloody mess.

When they find you,
Thoust shall weep,
But for your secrets,
I’ll ever keep.