Stuck Beneath

She's gorgeous, a beauty
With a smile like waves of love
Gleams like vivid roses
Gives a practiced whisper of poise.

I want a treasure as contagious as hers
But it’ll cost me more than murder
Belonging to painful beauty.

A portrait of painted reverence
But me, crooked as a nerve on edge
Through the blink of glistening eyes
And the droop of her wicked curls
Nothing to come between the pristine grace

All but...
The wire stuck beneath
Those lovely little cheeks
A glowing aura shown
But strings attached behind