Mind of a Serial Killer V
As our eyes locked in the tiny rearview mirror I could see your fear
jerking your arms in a sudden movement
to veer to the side of the road wishing for a way out to unload
But I'm quick to rise and whisper in your ear
'This would not be wise my Sweet Devine'
I see your eyes so full of terror and wide
as your tears start to slide
My hands creasing up and down your cream color slender neck
your mind wondering what I will do next
as I run my fingers through your long soft hair a beautiful brunette
While my tongue probes around your ear I can smell and taste
your sweet sweat of despair
you seem to enjoy..."Oh my, was that a twitch of a grin on your lips
or just a tiny slip?" as I start to toy
Reaching behind my back I bring to you a single white rose
just for you my Sweet Devine
now that we are so close my blood starts to flow
my heart wanting to explode
Gently I place the white rose inside your baby blue dress
giving you full details of directions to our private special nest
as I continue to blow and caress you to impress.
Do you feel me? Do you want more?
T reams 4/4/15
Copyright © Tammy Reams | Year Posted 2015
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