Beautiful stranger

She wears leather boots
And a devil’s grin
But that cannot hide
The angel within

She’ll make you beg
And make you scream
Before giving release
Your wildest dream

She’s sinner and saint
In equal measure
Her mouth an implement
Of pain and pleasure

She can build me up
Then leave my heart raw
She pretends to be ice
But I’ve seen her thaw

She’s a woman
In every sense
Constantly leaving
Her man in suspense

She cannot be owned
Bribed, controlled or bought
She’s far to strong
To be that sort

But there’s weakness too
Despite her proud stare
Her heart is too wounded
For one who’s so fair

She’s an enigma to me
A paradox too
A beautiful stranger
Can she be true?