My stiletto will tell you everything ....

O stiletto, my stiletto

You are my individuality, you are my face

you hold me in your tight embrace

snuggling and caressing as you trace,

goading and nudging me to walk ceaseless

among dirt and dung or filth and carcass

O stiletto, my stiletto

You are my individuality, you are my strength

 you depict my story true and worthwhile
you coax and cajole me to cover the extra mile

over the mountains and meadows and even above

you soil and spoil yourself all for my love

O stiletto, my stiletto

You are my individuality, you are my command

twirling and turning, crossing green pastures

take me to my land of dreams, indigo and azure

lithe, over the furrows and potholes you fly

agile, across the mundane and the aquamarine sky

O stiletto, my stiletto

You are my individuality, you are my psyche

clicking and tapping

and splashing and slushing

devastating my reticence you give me poise

your hue is buoyant optimism red black and turquoise

O stiletto, my stiletto

You are my individuality, you are my alibi

in a distinct style, you are a pretty fluttering by
in your inimitable flight you are a naughty little butterfly
your shapely elegance murder many hearts
your twist and swirl butcher and rampart

O stiletto, my stiletto

You are my individuality, you are my stride

A walk of faith a walk of love, a unique loyal union

for you I stand taller than mountain and peep into the sun

creating steady shapes and marks on the soil
you engrave many a stories of my life and toil

O stiletto, my stiletto

Give me fire

Raise me higher

Sing me a choir

Assist me aspire

Inspire!