miss fortune

she's a walking disaster:

misery with heels,

breaking hearts as easily

as she bites a candy cane.

redred splinters scatter

all over the floor

when she smiles.

pinkredpurpleblack lips

pull back

and its like shes snarling,

like shes an animal,

about to swallow you whole.

you should be terrified,

terrified of this

pirate-princess girl with her gypsy heart

and criminal mind.

but shes got you enchanted,

pumping your veins with

her posion kisses and

cyanide smiles.

she has entangled in her web,

and you dont even want to struggle.

dont even want to