Value Spectrum

The slinky, snake dress
Caressing ivory, lace thighs
Floating toward my crumbled visage
Downing poison, abrasive sighs

Reaching this bar, I look into
The pools of her emerald eyes
Diving into shallow waters
Perfect virtues as disguise

Wonderment of her interest here
A scalpel tongue to her surprise
Offended as she limps along
Shaken up by thought demise

And so the next is captured with
Her beauty mask of expensive lies
She only loves the material man
Selling herself as society buys