We have our weapons

I live beneath a halo of red,
a lure for unprotected eyes.
Every dom has a silver bullet –
a pair of nipples,
a pale, round belly,
a canvas of buttocks,
a wet, clinging cunt.
For some,
it’s the hair.
Russet.
Titian.
Auburn.
Red.
A flaming arrow
shot at a soft spot,
the tip dipped in poison
for which there is no cure.
Beware.
Look away.
There's danger ahead.
You think you're immune
but there is no vaccine.

They say that the head of
the Gorgon Medusa
was covered with snakes and
would turn men to stone.
But we know the truth of
the danger men faced.
Medusa's great weapon was
worse than mere vipers.
Her hair was a rich flowing
veil of red curls
and a glance turned the heart
of a dom to soft mush.