The Quiet One
The Quiet One
How shall I begin my story
I hardly knew that he was there
Yes, he really seemed nice enough
with those blue eyes and light blonde hair
When I heard what had happened
I must say I was suspicious
A word written on the body
in red lipstick said delicious
Now I'm not one prone to gossip
But what I'm telling you is true
I racked my brain for answers
Trying to search through every clue
Yes I had noticed him watching
As she gracefully tossed her hair
She was a beautiful woman
I understand why he would stare
Still there was something different
He had a strange look in his eyes
His pupils were so dilated
In fact they were double in size
It truly seemed a dark hunger
for sure he was licking his lips
Nothing will ever be the same
In his room I found leather whips
I'm sorry I can't go further
It's true that monster framed me
The quiet ones are so clever
I beg you to please set me free
For Broken Wing's Contest
Written June 7th, 2017
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2017
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