Mind of a Serial Killer Vi
At last we have arrived to my special castle
well hidden and disguised
the moon is so bright tonight it looms in the shadows
with delight with only one single light
Gracefully I slide to your side taking your hands in mine
giving a soft whisper of a warning to be kind
or a quick blow across your neck I can bestow
Your baby blue dress caressing and moving with grace
from the gentle wind that blows upon my place
for you my Sweet Devine I have a bed to thread and bind
You seem to shiver from deep inside your face so pale
and looking horrified your thoughts wondering what I have
for you in mind
My blood is boiling with such excitement
as we near the door to my chamber of lore
that I know you will come to adore
Your beautiful eyes looking up to me
showing nothing but hate and despise
no longer showing fear as they used to appear
"But Oh.. My Sweet Devine," you put on a good disguise
but for me you will be my grand prize
Into my house, my chamber we glide
my hands held tight to your side
with a flicker of light your eyes go wide
with a faint you start to slide.
Do You Feel Me? Do You Want More?
T Reams 4/19/2015 copyright
Copyright © Tammy Reams | Year Posted 2015
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