Stiletto Soul

Sharp taps pierce the silence;
Quick-quick slow, Quick-quick slow,
Her dance starts before the music begins.
Twisting others around her like a silken tornado;
The world spins her way, no other.
She’ll stab her stiletto heel through your soul.

-J





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