A Thief

A woman in black

Sleek. Flattering. Put together in all the right places

She cares for herself above all

She steals, robs, cheats.

And sells to the highest bidder

Personal gain and satisfaction is her mission

And she won't let anything get in her way

A woman who's quick to seduce

Whether they're a mark or a lover, she doesn't yet know

Are they useful? Both in brains, and in their body?

How much of a hassle would it be to keep them around?

She'll have her fun, for sure

And they'll probably enjoy it too

But when push comes to shove, she'll cut them loose

They don't matter more than her

A woman who loves the thrill of the game

It's dangerous to challenge her, for she kills without pause or hesitation

But she may appreciate you for trying nonetheless

She knows that a pursuer may fall for her charms

And she won't be averse to them turning coat and becoming her minions instead

She has an army of admirers, devotees and lovers, 

All ready to serve her, on her terms

Some may find it degrading. For others it's a dream come true

A woman who, above all, wants to win

She cares not for the world, or for the greater good

She wants to outwit her mark, she wants to destroy anyone who gets in her way

And she wants to make it out alive, unscathed, and rich

She has been blamed, rightly so,

For numeous crimes and disasters

Her decisions can just as easily bring the righteous to ruin

As the wicked to their knees

She cares not, as long as she's victorious in the end

Some would consider her a menace who needs to be stopped

Others would do anything for her

Despite,

No,

Because she'll always put herself first

For if the favor of this selfish beauty is so hard to earn

Wouldn't it also taste the most sweet?