She

She by Dave Schipper © 2007 Rose Riversongs

She can shift colors
Like a fine Ferrari racer
She can shed lovers
As clothes off a high priced escort

She can melt strangers
With a voice so hot yet tender
She will not linger
In a town known for danger

Panic striken,
she sees only voids
Often remote
with a choice of boys
Drawn and cornered,
she screams to the crowd
“Damn you cheaters”
She roars back so proud.
“You too Promoter”
In a reverb loud
She is now over
In a fatal cloud.

She did shift colors
And crashed like a NASCAR racer
She shed good lovers
As clothes off a cheap hotel hooker

She did melt strangers
With a voice so hot as cinders
She will still linger
In a town known for danger