Like rose petals falling,
the fabric turns
Leaves in the fall
and the music drowning out
the pat of feet that guides
such a delicate thing

blush on the cheeks,
flush to her face
the look in her eyes
engulf you like fire
poison in your blood
like her lips
her dress
the soft heave of her breast
entice, a trap, you're taken in
like a man to the gallows
by the lady in the red dress