Will the kiss of darkness open my mind?
Will I find my smile to be waiting there
lying on the floor so cold and bare?
I wonder what my smile wants me to wear?
Maybe I should show up in something sexy
and no doubt I should tease and style my hair.
But what should I do for that final flair?
Perhaps a scarlet necklace would look fetching,
it is my smile I am bent on catching.
A braided golden wire stretched, oh, so, tight.
Well, had I the strength I suppose I might,
but not tonight, it has to be perfect.
Something that will glide with the grace of ease
a ruby hilted dagger, if you please.